Flash Fiction Dialogue Story

By Caleb Fehm


“W-w-where. am. I? No no no no no no. This can’t be happening. They’re coming!”

    “He’s awake! Give it to him. He’s having an attack.”

    “No! Get out of here! Run! Run. Ru-.”

    “He’s asleep…”

          “I’m so scared. Is he going to be ok? Is my kid going to be ok? doctor?

          “Do not worry Ms. Anderson. Your son will be ok. He is just having trouble coping right now. Oftentimes a patient will act afraid or panic upon waking up.”

          “But. But why did he want me to run. It just doesn’t make sense. He was gone for three whole days. Anything could have happened. Anything.”

         “He is in good hands. I’m sure nothing could’ve happened. Chances are he just went on a little walk and ended up fainting. You’re very lucky we found him. He could’ve been dead by now.”

         “No. Will never went on walks. Especially at night. Someone or something got him. I can’t imagine what he’s seen. I need to talk to him as soon as possible.”

        “Mam. I’m sorry but we just can’t do that right now. He’s in a very bad state and we just need to talk to him alone when he wakes up.”

        “Wait. But I’m his mother. I should be the one that he sees when he first wakes up. I need to talk to him! I need to know what happened to him!”

        “Mam. For your sons sake and yours. Let this be easy and let us handle the situation.”

        “Why must you speak with him? I’m his mother. What are you doing with him!? Hold on. You are usi-. Aaagh. N-no!”

        “I’m so sorry. We are running low. besides. Missing people are not a large problem in small towns. Should have listened to your son… Goodbye. Ms. Anderson.”



Chapter 6 and 7: Horrors of War

The affects of war



“There is no glory in battle worth the blood it costs”

- Dwight D. Eisenhower


War is horrifying and will leave any man with a heartless soul. In the novel, All Quiet on the Western Front, by Erich Maria Remarque, the physical challenges of war and mental agony of the after effect are proven with the example of a young soldier. The novel expresses with great intensity how a soldier suffers through the horrors of battling and life or death situations through Paul Baumer, a soldier in the German army. After the unending battles and physical and mental torchering of chapter six, Paul experiences civilian life such as sex, laughter, and family in chapter seven where he meets with the mental agony of coming back from something that has manipulated his personality and scarred him forever. In chapter six of All Quiet on the Western Front, Paul is at the front during the evening and is watching in horror as he passes by soldiers with unimaginably distorted body parts from war. Many of these men are still living and it adds to the horror of knowing that someone had to live through such a terrible thing. Nothing is said of his reaction for he seems to be used to this for it he has been at the front for long.

lean against the wall and grip my helmet and rifle. I hold them as tight as I can, but I cannot take another step, the staircase fades before my eyes, I support myself with the butt of my rifle against my feet and clench my teeth fiercely, but I cannot speak a word, my sister's call has made me powerless, I can do nothing, I struggle to make myself laugh, to speak, but no word comes, and so I stand on the steps, miserable, helpless, paralysed, and against my will the tears run down my cheeks.

In chapter seven of All Quiet on the Western Front, Paul is on leave and has arrived at his home where he finds his sister and his mother making potato cake. They are stunned to see him and excited but he becomes so emotional that he freezes and cannot move. He is so terribly saddened that he is at a loss of words. At the front, he had little emotion even though that is where the worst atrocities happened. Now that he is home, every emotional feeling he has shielded himself from is let loose. 

We see men living with their skulls blown open; we see soldiers run with their two feet cut off, they stagger on their splintered stumps into the next shell-hole; a lance-corporal crawls a mile and a half on his hands dragging his smashed knee after him; another goes to the dressing station and over his clasped hands bulge his intestines; we see men without mouths, without jaws, without faces; we find one man who has held the artery of his arm in his teeth for two hours in order not to bleed to death. The sun goes down, night comes, the shells whine, life is at an end.

Although the horrors of chapter six are unimaginable, chapter  seven seems to bring more emotion and pain to Paul. While being in the middle of all of the warfare Paul’s emotions are lost. He cannot feel anything for he is so focused on survival however, when he comes back on leave he gains back his senses. It torchers him to see everything he used to have and lost forever. life during the war is no better than coming back. There is no coming back from something as awful as war. 

The Pursuit of Happiness

life’s most important goal


“There is no path to happiness; Happiness is the path.”

-Gautama Buddha

The most important objective in life is to find what brings you joy. Joy is the world's gift back to you, it is the reason that every human being wakes up in the morning and the reason why every human works. There is no better way to put it. For example, a mother holds a baby for nine months to feel the joy of creating another life, and a father works all day to feel content that he has put food on his childrens plates, and a child studies so that he can feel the joy of success. But, joy is something that should flourish throughout your life and you should feel it everyday because it will make you a better person with a better and more vibrant life. 


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WW Fenn


By William Ernest Henley


Out of the night that covers me,

Black as the Pit from pole to pole,

I thank whatever gods may be

For my unconquerable soul.

In the fell clutch of circumstance

I have not winced nor cried aloud.

Under the bludgeonings of chance

My head is bloody, but unbowed.


Beyond this place of wrath and tears

Looms but the Horror of the shade,

And yet the menace of the years

Finds, and shall find, me unafraid.


It matters not how strait the gate,

How charged with punishments the scroll.

I am the master of my fate:

I am the captain of my soul.



Literary Reflection


Resilience is the forefather of success. Invictus is a poem that embodies diligence in the midst of agony. Even the structure of the poem screamed misfortune and adversity. It followed a strict 4 line per stanza rule almost symbolizing the reoccurring hardships this person faces. Also, a rhyme scheme of A, B, A, B is also in play. I believe the poet, William Enerest Henley does this to add emphasis and euphemism. Above all, I feel the second stanza captures the true essence and theme of Invictus. William Enerst Henley describes the protagonist and their journey.

In the fell clutch of circumstance
I have not winced nor cried aloud.
Under the bludgeonings of chance
My head is bloody, but unbowed.

”In the fell clutch of circumstance” This line is a metaphor to the struggle he faces and beating that life is dishing out. It’s an image for the reader to interpret. Whatever clutch their clutch if circumstance might be. William’s next line, “I have not winced nor cried aloud” exemplifies his resistance to succumb. It all comes back to our overarching theme of resilience and diligence.

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The Power Of Place


A simple chair


“Blessed are they who see beautiful things in humble places”

-Camille Pissarro

The most important places will give you a comforting nostalgia that brings happiness. I’ve had almost everything in my house changed due to many renovations. The only thing I have left from my old house is a chair. This chair has been in my house since the day I was born. In fact, I have pictures of myself as a baby sitting in it.


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The Power of Friendship

A true friend


“A real friend is one who walks in when the rest of the world walks out”

-Walter Winchell

Friendship is the most important life relationship. I didn't know until I was away from a friend that life can be so plain and grey without friendship. My friend has been there my whole life. Right down the street, in fact. I have spent thousands of hours with him and even through months of separation we still walk by each other and end up spending a whole day together.                         

       Probably one of my best friends, Luke has always been free and wanting to hang out. One summer, when I was at his house in Maine and it was after I had dropped my phone in the ocean—my only way of contacting my parents in private. I was pretty sad especially because I couldn’t use my phone during the night.

    The sky grew darker and I was directly in the middle of my stay in Maine. My phone had just fallen in the water and I felt sort of homesick after this. All of this sadness disappeared after I found myself getting launched into the air touching the sealing. We had a half-full blow up mattress and one person sat on one side and the other jumped up and landed on the other. This caused the person sitting down to be launched into the air and do a backflip, frontflip, or even touch the sealing. Although this was very dangerous, this was probably the most enjoyable experience I had that year and I almost killed myself laughing.

    I had just lost my phone to the ocean, but I didn't need my phone, all I needed was my friend and I had one of the best moments of my year with him after I had just lost my phone. He made me feel my best when I was at my worst. To this day I wish I could go back to that moment and spend that same week in Maine.

    Good friendship is so important because it adds brightness to your life and often leads you to a happier future. A good friend will always support you at your best, but more importantly at your worst.


The Power of Family


The only ones who risk it all


“the love of family is life’s greatest lesson”- Eva Burrows

No matter the setting, family is always there. When I was isolated from all of society it was my family that sacrificed their safety to make me feel comfortable. When no one in the world wanted to be 20 feet from me, my own family fed me and made sure that I was okay. They were there for me; they are always there for me. In early December of 2020 I got the horrible worldwide virus known as coronavirus. I wasn't terribly sick but my parents had to do so much to make sure everyone got tested, they changed all of their schedules, and they were there for me. Feeling hopelessness, fear, and horror as I got my results back on a Friday night. I felt frozen and I didnt know what was going to happen. One moment I was sitting in a chair relaxing and another I was only half alive. I thought about if I was going to die or if I would get my parents sick. I thought I was doomed and that I would be abandoned in my room for days. Little did I know even though I had put my parents through hell I was going to be ok. I even got my mom sick for a whole month and she took care of me. They were there for me throughout my terrible experience and eased the horror. Even when you could ruin your family’s life, a true family will sacrifice everything for you.

Poet X poem analysis

The poem I am reciting is called Whispering With Caridad Later That Day, written by Elizabeth Acevedo. The theme is lust and shame because Xiomara is telling Caridad about a boy she likes in school and Caridad is shaming her for lusting.

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Caridad has been taught that lusting is bad and that she should wait for marriage but Xiomara goes against this because she has found a boy. Xiomara is trying to tell Caridad that it is ok and normal for a girl to lust and that it is natural. Caridad disagrees and wants to follow what the church and her family have taught her.

Letter to Arthur

Dear Arthur,

    How is life going? Personally I have been doing very well lately in school and outside of school in general. I am happy with my grades, and I am happy with how I have done on most of the assignments. I hope you are doing well in school. Are you reading any books at the moment? Right now I am reading a great book in English class called Poet X.


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My Passion

Caleb Fehm


Why Drawing is a Great Passion

CF88291C-5C75-4F0F-B61A-D080FD2D859B“Only passions, great passions, can elevate the souls to great things”
-Denis Diderot

    Completing a piece that you can look back at and enjoy is the most amazing and indescribable feeling. A passion is when you feel a strong and barely controllable emotion towards something that truly intrigues you. Outside of sports, art in the form of drawing is definitely a major passion of mine. Not only does drawing Intrigue me but the people around me and I truly enjoy the process. It has so many positive effects on your life and it’s also a great way to spend your free time.


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