Mom Creative Writings Samples For Students

The sun had already set when Dan reached the pub that spring evening. It was probably a bad idea to go anywhere near the place after that last AA-meeting, bu the didn’t care. It was Friday night and he desperately needed a drink. The phonecall he recieved earlier that day was still clinging to his mind, slowly turning into a blur by each bottle of beer that went through his throat, but one sentence refused to go away:

”I’m sorry, Dan, your mother passed away.”

Those words were still ringing in Dan’s ears when he woke up in my bed the next day, the ...

Summer break is always the perfect time to experience something new. However, I wasn’t in the market for shopping for new experiences but rather continue with the things I was used that. That would be chilling on some beach with my friends, looking good, and meeting new people all summer long. However, my parents had other plans for how I would spend my summer: in Paris, France! I was totally psyched to go until I saw my mom’s schedule for the trip. Museums, gardens, some playbill? Ugh. Talk about an expensive field trip. Not only were that ...

Mondays aren’t usually known for their sunny weather and bright blue skies, but there they are. I also wasn’t known for wide smiles on my way to school, but there it was, too. A grin played across my face from the backseat of my mom’s convertible as I watched the neighborhood houses slide by with their freshly manicured green lawns and pops of colorful flowers. Somehow, what had looked like a suburban dungeon the day before didn’t look so bad this morning. With the top down and the breeze in my face, I didn’t even ...

Mondays aren’t usually known for their sunny weather and bright blue skies but there it was. I also wasn’t known for wide smiles on the way to school, but there it was, too, a grin playing across my face. From the backseat of my mom’s convertible, I watched the neighborhood houses slide by with their freshly manicured green lawns and pops of colorful flowers. Somehow what had looked like a suburban dungeon the day before didn’t look so bad this morning. With the top down and the breeze in my face, I didn’t even mind the ...

Merriam-Webster Dictionary describes “classic” as “serving as a standard of excellence: of recognized value” and “typical.” . It is one of those amorphous words like “art.” Difficult to describe“but I know it when I see it.” In TV Land we have, June Cleaver a classic mom for the time when everyone tuned their TVs to see “Leave It To Beaver.” Then there is Edith Bunker, Roseanne Barr, and Marge Simpson all classic moms, yet with different personality types. American Movie Classics still airs the movie “I Remember Momma” a classic movie mom is every way, as is the mom in the “Terminator” ...

“I don’t want to go.”

“You’re going.” Dad placed my pink suitcase on my bed, while I crossed my arms and rolled my eyes. The suitcase was an embarrassing thing I still used when I traveled, something for a much younger girl. Bad enough, but this vacation was the worst idea I’d ever heard of.

“I can stay home by myself for a week. I’m fourteen years old. I can look after myself.”

Mom came in the room and glanced at Dad. “I don’t understand why you don’t want to go, Emily. You were always fascinated with Egypt, the pyramids, and the tombs when you were in elementary school.”

“Just watch the news!” I was getting really frustrated. They ...

The day of every year, dearest of the dear, knocked doors of my heart.

Mother's love and care, nice was the pair, gave mother’s day a start.
This time I tried, searched a thing every side, similar to my mother.
Everything I took, at the start only shook, fell like birds feather.
I asked a flower, about motherly power? Open up and say.

Flower thought for a while, told with a smile, I am not in fray.

I turned to windy wave, showed what mother gave, in reply shook its head.

It said in my ear, showing mom’s path found near, I will never tread.

I asked tall sky, that appears only high, are you only at the peak?

The sky tells me brother, if it is mother, every peak is weak.

I moved to sea deep, showed it mothers love with peep, I wanted it to tell.

Are you deepest worldwide? It said nothing to hide, it was like a well.

Then I stopped the richest ...

“Careful dear,” my mother lovingly caressed my hair as I bumped into her while frantically running upstairs on my way to the roof top. I would be nine years old tomorrow and she still treats me as if I am a three. I didn’t in the least like her gestures of love. ”Why can’t she just keep her hands off me? Why on earth she has to make a show of it every damn time I am near her? Just the thought of her touching me makes me puke,” angrily I mused as I continued to run upstairs. I ...

A shadow walks up the stairs of a dark and cold brick building. The walls reek of mold, the stairs creak with each step, and the mice are hiding from the rats. The shadow of a man reaches the third floor, and knocks on the only door in the darkest corner. His dealer answers the door; “ I need my fix man,” the man says in a raspy voice, as he’s scratching his arms; the dealer responds, “Marius I’m here to help.” Marius walks into the dealer’s apartment, a baby is sitting in a crib by the window; he sits down on ...

The teardrops of constellations are shimmering in the cloudless night sky. Another summer is fading away just like her hopes for his coming. Bit by bit coldness of the end of August steals all joy and summer plants that are never meant to be. Standing by the large study window and gazing into the darkness of garden Misha could feel how hot current of pain, despair and anger goes through the whole of her body and pinches her right into the heart thus spreading incurable venom of apathy through her veins. Suddenly burning emotions turn into cold indifference making ...

[Date (January 1, 2014)]

It was Friday morning; the busy shoppers were doing their last-minute errands for Halloween. The store was bustling with chattering people, enthusiasm was in the air. It was cold and windy outside but the warmth inside the grocery store provided a relaxing heat for a comfortable browsing of candies that would soon go on sale as quickly as the occasion was over.
One family got their carts full for the day. It was a cheerful lot except for one tall and pale-faced girl wearing a smug expression on her face, her full attention on texting. She was a very ...

I remember walking through some double doors and all of a sudden, I am come under a hail of gunfire. With two guns in hand, I shot a guy to my left, right and behind me just before I was shot in the head. It should have never happened I said as I lay here dying, I am reminded of how I got here in the first place; let’s turn back the clock to March 11, 1981. It all started when I was 7-years-old; my father was a low-level informant in the family, and he feels he was destined to be the ...

The breeze is a good feeling. The day will be a good one. Today will be a happy one. Day three in the jungle of Kenya is going to be great. All these are the thoughts going on in John’s mind. Since coming to Kenya for the summer vacation three days ago, nothing eventful had happened. What happened to the daring adventure with the lions? The marvels of great animals in the wild will be a good feeling. All he could see now was a tiring day filled with unnecessary riots along the streets of Nairobi, the capital of Kenya. He could not ...

The Veldt by Ray Bradbury
The Character: George Hadley

George Hadley assumes that everything is fine at home. His wife, Lydia, has no housework to do anymore. Their children, Wendy and Peter, would not be trouble to her because they can go to the nursery anytime they want and any time their mother wants some peace. George is very proud of himself. He is one of the few men who can provide the best in housing and new technology for his family. He works hard and he provides for them better than anyone else could do. He feels ...

1. What would you do if you found an elephant in your back yard?

If I found an elephant in my back yard I would be really surprised and excited. An elephant! Who would have though?! I’ve only seen elephants at the zoo but seeing one in real life, right in front of me – that would as if jumping into the “Aladdin” cartoon! The first thing I would do is try to figure out what mood his is in. Happy or sad really makes the difference, wouldn’t you agree? If the elephant seems ready to smile down ...

“Sit down, child,” said Nana, her voice full of kindness. I rolled my eyes a bit; I’m thirteen already, I thought, I’m not a child. However, I acquiesced to my grandmother’s request and sat down next to her. The wooden chair creaked under my weight, indicating it was on its last legs. I really did not want to be here; I had other things to do. It was the summer before high school, and so I wanted to hang out with my friends, talk to Derek about whether or not he liked me too, and everything else that ...