The Ramp

There had been warning signs for weeks, but I never thought they would actually do it. I couldn't fathom how they could actually do it. It seemed so ludicrous. So absurd. So I wasn't prepared when it happened. It was a Wednesday morning. I picked up my coworker Amanda, and we set off on our…

The Premise

I sat slouched at the back of my 11th grade Creative Writing class in a Bridgewood Catholic high school. As I scribbled nervously in my notebook, I seriously wondered why on Earth I had taken this class in the first place. It was nothing but torture. Today, we were being asked to write a synopsis…