A Narrative Story : A Story Of A Narrative Story

“Mom I am scared,” I repeated. “What about Emma and her family? Wake up Rayna,” I told my aunt.

Jackie and I were now halfway to where Mike’s car wreck took place, on Highway 46. The accident must have been pretty bad because it was reported on the news, a rare case, I thought to myself. I prayed Mike was going to be ok. The drive felt like it was taking hours to get to the scene . I could feel the tension in the car growing. The fact that one of our closest friends could be gravely injured was a slug shot from a shotgun into our chests. Jackie was still distressed as she drove; tears dripped from her eyes like droplets from a cool water bottle on a hot day.

“My name is Ada. My mom went missing in action last year, and is most likely dead. I am very nervous about this.” they all went silent including Elizabeth and Kathleen who as Ada noted were very giggly and chatty. The all looked

"You think this is funny too? It won't be funny when Lux gets back and I tell her what you guys have done to me and Mal." Anastasia says in a proud manner exchanging a smile with Mallory.

He stopped laughing, but still smiled. “She is, but you being angry is hilarious,” he said.

Zack smiled some and said, “Naw, I think I have been crazy about her for a long

Amy, looking at Billy, whispered, “He looks so pale and sick.” She paused then continued, “Ugh I hope he doesn't… you know.”

"It looks like you're trying to start a game of charades, let me guess, you're a dancing crab", he responded jokingly.Anna laughed, finished her stretches, got up, and with Matt, walked out the door.

Lina didn’t know now to reply to this. “I hope the police do find out who it is. Dad, who do you think it is?”

“Finally!” Sally sighed in a sarcastic way as her eyes rolled around constantly like a carousel.

"Tough situations change people, don't think about everything too much, we do what we have to do to survive." Matt set off

“Now you’re thinking.” Jim said, patting Mike on the back. “Now, come on. We’d better be get back in there and break the news to Miss. Withers that she’ll be going home instead of our sex dungeon like we had planned.”

I fall to the ground laughing. I laugh so hard that my stomach starts to hurt. People just stare at me, but I don't really care.

“She’s alive! Yes, yes, she’s alive! Oh, but she’s hurt. I can’t buy anything at the store, they’ll know who I am and call the cops. And you’ll be here, all alone. Then surely you’ll die.” He said with extreme sorrow. “My names Shawn, by the way, Miss Quinn.”

“Liv, I have some upsetting news for you. Your aunt died today. She had a heart attack, she was gone before the ambulance even got here.”