9/11 Short Stories

Nessa had managed to stay under the radar of the law for almost a month. Then Jessie popped up at the Dungeon to pick up a package one night. She lit a cigarette and began to pace the Dungeon floors when he arrived.

All of the students looked at Margot with saddened faces. “We were so caught up in the moment of the sun coming out,” a boy said. “We didn’t mean to have you miss the sun, we thought you were lying.” Margot looked like she was inside of a blender, and all of the knives were cutting her up. She was tired and beaten. Her hair was all frizzy, and she had some bumps on her shoulder from trying to bust down the door.

She was puzzled. Did they want Annabel to follow them? Where would they lead her? Would they lead her out to safety? As she pondered these questions, she thought about all that she had lost. It was right in that moment that she decided she didn’t have much left to lose. As she stood up, her head started to spin, she remembered how she smashed her head in the car crash. Her memories of the crash grew stronger and stronger and she became even more distressed about her parents. Why weren’t they here with her, what had happened to

“Let’s find some prey…” He growled. Willow ignored his snarl and leapt onto a tall tree, then onto the top of a building. A group of small birds pecked aimlessly

Belinda ran as fast as she could down the hill. She got inside the tent and woke up Valentina “Valetine Valentina, don’t guess!” “What, what your getting me worried now,” Valentina had said. “I found your brothers their safe we just need to pass the Military men.” Valentina started crying. But she swept the tears off her face and told Belinda “I want my brothers and I want the with me safe and sound.”When Valentina talked out her plan with Belinda they had to sacrifice anything. Belinda said “I will turn myself in.” When Belinda entered the gates the men got her and took her to the cage. Valentian ran down to the hill and entered a tent there was plans and attacks ready Valentina hid them in her dress she saw someone was coming and saw their was a sword she got it and hid behind the shelf. When the soldier wasn't

“Earp, what is that?” Dolls reached for her, trying to calm her visible panic, but she stepped back, away from him.

Then he raised his voice, and motioned to the security staff. "Get the bitch out of here, and make sure she never comes back".

The tears kept falling from the family now of three. Not many came to the village’s crazy lady’s funeral. Her family was no longer a family. After the funeral, Arianna did as her grandma told her. She was going to show her family who she really was.

"You do not  know how to fight." Clarke glared daggers in to him but she knew there was some truth to his words.

She felt like she would never be able to open them again. Where was Logan? Was he alright? Had the wolves hurt him? Lexi, although hurting and confused could only think about Logan. Was he alright? Was he safe? Did the wolves go after him?

Willow sat cross-legged on the ground next to her bookshelf, Willow contemplated the fact that she might never return to her family home again. She and Joey were going to make a future in Ohio. Willow liked to think that she was in the denouement stage of her life, to the point that she could move on from her tumultuous childhood. Of course she felt guilty for leaving her brother, but it was time for her to make decisions for herself, at least that’s what Joey said. Joey could be mean to him sometimes, just like her father. However now their father was gone, and Willow and her brother now had a chance to move on from the atrocities of the past. She stood up, looked back once more at her room, and shut the door.

Ava stepped out on the porch, waiting for her. As Dahlila straightened out the inside of her car, the other girl came to the porch, giving Ava an odd look as she bent to pick something up. “Sorry. I’m just getting my backpack. I was out collecting flowers for a project and the woods here has an abundance of them.”

“We have to go tell someone! Your mom, a counselor,” Rosalie looked down at her friend lifting her up, and carrying her out her bedroom door, “the police.” Running down the stairs Rosalie looked up to the still figure sitting, sobbing, on the staircase. “We have to Kai! We don’t have a choice.”

“That doesn’t mean you can push her like that! She didn’t even step on your foot on purpose!” Luhan growled at her and students were beginning to crowd at the scene.

“Of course they didn’t. But that’s not to say they wouldn’t still do something wrong. So, here’s the deal, we need a place to sleep and you want to stay alive. So, let’s agree that I won’t kill you so long as we sleep here and you don’t say a word to anyone.”