Melissa Ross

jimenezA new student at West Los Angeles College, Melissa enjoys writing, and she envisions a career in which she can put her writing ability to good use.

 

 


Under Pressure

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A breach! Where is the water draining from? I am upside-down. This encumbering weight... What is happening? The walls are caving in! Tighter, tighter they push against me. The only exit behind my head. I'm being forced in! I can only lay helplessly as the walls shove me deeper and deeper into the tunnel below. The pressure is too great. My head cannot take it. I will surely be flattened. Slowly my body is engulfed by the crushing chambers.

A wall? My head reaches the end--no. An exit! A cold chill passes over the tip of my scalp. Gradually my head peaks through the opening. The burdening compression is now replaced by blinding light and bitter cold. I'm not sure which was worse.

Giant hands twist and turn me out of the tunnel. The cloth placed around me gives little auspice to the freezing surroundings. I am shoved this way and that way. What is this madness!?

Another pair of hands reach into my throat and pull out all sorts of solids. I can't help but let out a cry of anguish. LORD ABOVE, SAVE ME FROM THIS TORTURE!

My pleas fall on deaf ears however, as I am carried over to a woman in white. A deep voice says, "Congratulations, Mrs. Robinson. It's a beautiful baby boy."

 


Dragon's Lair

(277 words without title)

Crumble, crumble, crumble... CRACK

HIGHER GROUND! I NEED HIGHER GROUND! WHERE IS MY WHIP?! WHERE IS IT?!

CRUMBLE CRUMBLE CRUMBLE

HYUUUUUUUGH

Whhhhhhiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiip, whooOOOOOOOOOOOOOOSHHHHHHHHHHHH... THUD

Pant, pant, pant. Just like a dragon to live somewhere equally dangerous. I need to plan out my steps more carefully. One wrong move and I'm a goner. Better check my supplies.

Slish, slish... Hm, running low. Better fill it up before I enter its chambers. The Mystic Oasis should be around here.

Jeez, this heat is unbearable. Why would it ever want to live here!? Does it really want to be alone THAT badly? At least it doesn't smell like the goblin's cave. You know what? I'd take extreme heat over the goblin's smelly feet ANY day. But why does it have to be SO HOT?

Tud tud tud tud sploosh sploosh

THE OASIS! Ha HA! Time to fill 'er up! Man, if this wasn't a dragon's lair, this would be the perfect vacation spot! Man oh man, if I didn't stick my hands in the water, I would think it was glass! I guess they don't call it the Mystic Oasis for nothing! Maybe I should lay low here for awhile until I regain my strength.

thud thud thud thUD THUD THUD THUD THUD

I THOUGHT I HANDLED ALL OF YOU BEFORE!

shhhliiIIIIIING
CLANG CLANG. THWACK. THUd thud thud thud...
CLANG CLANG CLANG SWISHHHHHHHHHHHH CLANG
crrreeeeEEAAAAAAAAAAAK SWISH CLANG.....
Chicka

Don't they ever learn?
Sniff sniff... Chicken... I'm running out of time. Looks like I'll have to go in for the kill.

grrrrrrrrrrroooOOOOOOOOOOOOOAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAARRRRR

THE DRAGON HAS AWOKEN! FOUL BEAST, PREPARE TO MEET YOUR MAKER!

Kyle, dinner's ready!

Moms ruin all the fun.


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