A Short Story : A Brief ( Not It Really ) Rundown Of The Storyline

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LOGLINE: Forced out of his home, a millennial struggles with becoming self-sufficient and the insidious morals of Los Angeles.

As a notice, I do not own any of the characters that are in this story. The story is mine and INUYASHA is not :'( I hope you like it and enjoy.

It was a dark sunday, jonathan was unpacking his items in his new house.”uhh, this weighs a ton.”, he said to himself. When he finished everything he sat on his couch and drank a glass of coke. As the day got darker he went to kfc to get food, he arrived home and took a bite he kept chewing and chewing but he couldn’t swallow it, it was as hard as rubber. The next morning he woke up feeling week as if someone was on him. He thought it was from all the moving. He invited his friend alex later that day, alex walked in feeling sick. They talked and went out to eat. They both went their separate ways after the day.

Alone one dark Friday winter night, Alley was sleeping soundly cozy under her bright pink comforter. Her single mother, Isabella, had left that morning out of town for a work meeting. Alley’s father had died a few years ago from a mysterious murder. Suddenly she got out of bed and shivered to the door to see what was making this weird noise. Alley opened the door and stepped onto the back porch, looking into the dark night. Listening to the sound of the wind howling and the sound of the harmless crickets chirping. But, nothing and no one was there…

3. The exposition of the story begins when the author introduces the boy, Marvin. His father is taking him through the higher levels of the colony, to places he had never been before. They get into a scouting vehicle suitable for outdoor conditions, and they go far away from the colonies view. Marvin is amazed and overwhelmed with excitement.

Lina Vilkas is fifteen years old in 1941 when a group of Russian officers beat on the door of her family home. Her mother answers and the officers rush in, placing the family under arrest but without any information why they are being arrested. Lina suspects it is because of her father and his late night meetings with people of the neighborhood. Lina, her mother Elena, and her younger brother, Jonas, are taken to a railroad station with hundreds of others. There, they are loaded onto train cars with many other people. Shortly after, the train cars leave the station. On the train, Lina meets a seventeen year old boy named Andrius. Andrius is a well-minded and stable but has to act slow so he won’t be taken away by the guards and separated from his mother. Lina realizes she doesn’t like him that much after she sees him teaching her brother to smoke a cigarette. There is a young woman on their train car who was taken from the hospital moments after the doctors cut the umbilical cord. The child dies of malnutrition during the trip and the mother, Ona, who became sick and crazed after the death of her child, is shot in front of the group at a station a couple weeks later. Before they leave the station, Lina slips away from the train car with Jonas and Andrius to find their fathers after they heard that there were men in other train cars behind them. Lina and Jonas find their father and he believes they are going to Siberia. Lina and Jonas return to the train car but Andrius

Brrrring! The phone rings and Officer Kevin Blake picks it up. ¨Please hurry. My husband Tom Hanks has been killed!¨

I looked out the window above the kitchen sink, watching the birds fly around the yard. They swooped high and low into the cool water in the bird bath. Looming high above it all was the raven who decided she didn't want to leave. The day I came home from the hospital was the day she decided to move in.

As I got out of the car, and began to walk to the big front doors of the building he noticed a ton of other kids that looked pretty serious.

The sun was setting on what seemed like a normal winter day, but the people in the nearby town would never guess that on that very normal day they would find the remains of one of the bloodiest massacres ever to take place in their quaint, little town. Now, I’m sure that you want to know what happened, am I right? So, if I’m going to tell you the story, I’m going to tell it right. In order to do that we need to go back to the night before last. Now, I must warn you. This story is not for the faint of heart, nor for children or the elderly. This story is for those of dark hearts, those who are able to look into the darkness, unlike our dear killer, and not be engulfed. So, my dear readers, I must bid you ‘good luck’ and remember, don't look into the darkness that is contained in this story for too long, or I'm afraid you won't make your way back to the world you now know.

“ Alright today's the day were going on goliath” My dad said.I was really scared because at the time I never rode a rollercoaster with a huge drop. The drop was at a 90° angle and there was a bunch of loops in it. When My dad and I got into the line he asked me what row I wanted to go in. I told him “Not the back, and Not the Front, so let's go in the middle.” Of course he didn't listen to me and we went in the front row. I still told him no but we did it anyways. When we got into the front seat there was no handles in the front there was just one on the side of our seat for each person. The front of the cart was pretty far away so it felt like nothing was in front of us. Once I was buckled in my dad said to me, “What pose should we do for the picture?” We picked a pose but i'm not really sure what it was. Then the person who ran the ride asked all of us if we were ready, and we all shouted,Yes!. Then the cart started moving. I was kind of scared but also really excited. When we started heading to the top I put my hands up and was ready for the drop. When we got all the way to the top the cart stopped and I told my dad, “Are we Stuck?” Then right when he was about to answer the cart went down at a 90° angle the roller coaster went around and around and when the picture came we did a pose and It was really successful there was more loops and the cart went underground for a little bit. Then the cart slowed down I was sad because the ride was so fun. I told my dad, “I want to

“Hitomi! Wait! Please slow down!” I scream down the side of the street. My Japanese slurring the more I pant. My backpack flailing on my back; it’s quite the sight. A pair of businessmen and I exchange strange glances as I try to catch up to my embarrassed friend.

The wind whooshes, sobbing and embarrassed Yollie runs and runs. Without even lifting her head up to see Yollie rushes through the small park, through Henry Avenue, to the farthest right home. Blood gushing through her feet, knees scraped by branches. She knocks on the door of her small house, she hears footsteps. ¨Hola¨! says Mrs.Moreno before she sees Yollie. Horrified she places a large, hand on Yollie.¨Move it¨ Yollie yells. yelled Yollie pushing Mrs. Moreno aside.

Seeing the man behind them pull a gun, Dominic fired a shot out the window as he yelled for Paulie to drive. Two quick shots came back at them. As Paulie raced away, Dominic let three more rapid-fire shots fly before they turned the corner and were out of sight.