Ish-Cat

The room smelled like death and as you walked in, you could taste stale water. I was surrounded by other men and women, the men holding their spouses in a comforting manner as we were led through the warehouse. I had no such companionship. I had my father. We were the only Hispanic ones in the rather large group, bordering on twenty people, since the Illegal Immigrant bill had been passed by the Commander. I grabbed my father's large, pudgy arm for comfort. We entered a huge room that was big and open, the ceiling must have been a hundred feet high. There was what looked like a check-in desk at the front with a tall divider that went up twe

I was driving, fast, down a windy country road. It was pitch black, with trees on either side of the road and even stretching their arms above the road, creating a tunnel like feeling. Even with my bright headlights on, I couldn't really see much, only 50 feet in front of me. I sighed and put both hands on the wheel, leaning forward and not taking my eyes off the road. I vaguely knew where I was driving, what roads to turn on, what roads to avoid, but I had never tried to do this in the dark. I glanced at the fuel gauge again. The empty light was not blinking anymore- it was staying on. I took a deep breath and took my foot off the accelera

He didn't want to go. It was just to the nanny's. I rolled my eyes at him and turned around just as the toaster popped up the bread. I quickly grabbed the toast and a napkin and ran out the door. I was going to be late to work if I didn't hurry up. "I want to go back to Mommy and Daddy," my little five year old brother said as his nibbled on some bread in the subway, leaving crumbs on the floor. I nodded my head. "I know bud, I wish we still had Mom and Dad, too, but they can't come back," I told him. He nodded gloomily and took another bite of bread just as the subway stopped at our stop. I grabbed his hand and hustled off, racing up t

I should have known Ethan would have followed me, I just wasn't thinking. I looked up at her. Her beautiful face was a little contorted in a mixture of confusion and sadness. She must be so confused right now. "I can explain," I started and she must have been in shock because she didn't respond. I just kept going. "I'm going to be king, sometime soon. Our tribe is set up to where we must give the thrown to the heir after thirty years of being on the thrown. It's done like that for many reasons, such as the old king can still give guidance to the young king in the early years, and so a tyrant can not keep power for too long, even though we c

I want to watch- you want to do. You tell me to get up, I want you to calm down. We are such opposites that sometimes we clash in unpleasant ways, like thunder and lightning. Have you ever wondered how well they work together? The full effect isn't in a grandiose storm if there is not both light and sound, yet together they are scary, always caught in a never ending battle for the last word. We fit. It's that easy. When together, conversation is never sparse. But when we are talking, the subject almost always turns sour, leaving a bitter taste in my mouth long after you have walked away from the conversation. I want to do- you want to watc

So here I am, standing in the forest, the most beautiful girl in the world in front of me. And I'm being an ass. Now, that wasn't my game plan, it just spewed out. Much like word-vomit, but smells a thousand times worse after it comes up. Too vivid for you? Yeah, try watching yourself do it all over a girl you're trying to impress. When I was younger, I would always hit girls, push them, or call them stupid. It was my little way of saying "I love you! Don't ever leave me!" Sadly, this tactic never really worked out. I thought I'd grown out of it, I mean, I had never had a girlfriend, per say, but I thought I knew more than to be a jerk. I

She loved me. And she was beautiful. I'd been laying in my bunk, stuck her for four days because I was being punished. I didn't come when I was called. Ethan saw her, but he let it go at the tribe meeting. He never even mentioned it. I nodded at him to show my gratitude and I told him later that I saw this random girl being attacked by a bear and had to help. He didn't seem to buy it, but said nothing none the less. Nobody knew about my fling with her. She was my secret. I replayed our last encounter, and how I was always being pulled towards her. At first I was convinced that she was special in a romantic sense. But after four days of just

I looked down at the grass I was sitting on. I looked up at Ethan- he was very focused and watching the forest, keeping quiet and determined not to come home tonight empty handed. The hunt ended in an hour- not a lot of time to get a kill. I looked back down at the grass I was sitting on and grabbed a handful of it before I tore it up and threw it back on the ground. I sighed loudly but Ethan wouldn't give me so much as an eye roll. I sighed again and got up loudly, brushing the grass and dirt off my pants. "I'm gonna go exploring- you know, get to know the land I'm going to be hunting on," I said, not bothering to be quiet. Ethan just nodd

I twisted my silver ear ring around the top of my ear, whistling softly as I was led through the forest. This was not my first hunt, but the older men still didn't think of me as an equal yet so I had to stay close to a selected babysitter. Today is was Ethan, a young man with a wife who was still somewhat trying to prove himself to the council. Being named a babysitter was a huge deal in his eyes because he wasn't the one being babysat anymore. "Stop whistling, Aidan," Ethan whispered harshly. "What's the point of whispering that loudly? Just go ahead and speak," I said, but I did stop my whistles. Ethan was crouched in front, taking slow

How incredibly unfair and odd can this situation be? I hear the distant mooing from the living room as I type in the kitchen, taking a small sip of my tea. I wished with all my heart, on every 11:11 I saw, on every shooting star that ever crossed my path that I would find a boy to love me for me and to cherish me and show his unquestionable loyalty and love every day. I hear a faint thud once the mooing stops, and it starts up again. I think I deserve a boy. I'm doing okay in class, I know what I want to do in life and I've shown and talked about how a member of the opposite sex will never change my dreams. I'm responsible; I take care of m