A Short Story : A Story?

It was a beautiful day in Miami. The skies were blue and the sun was shining. Marisa was walking down the street with her best friend, about to enter a party. While walking there, her best friend, Nora, saw an antique shop and wanted to enter. Marisa didn’t have a good feeling about it. Nora begged and begged, but instead of listening to her gut, Marisa gave in. When they walked in there were lots of old, antique items, clothes, and jewlery. A little old lady walked out, from the back, and asked the girls if the needed anything, but the girls were fine. After about 5 min, Marisa was getting mad, because they were missing the party. But Nora wanted to look around and finally found something she liked. It was a little clock. Around the same time,

A young girl skips playfully through the desolate streets of a snowy town and turns into a narrow cobbled alleyway. Noticing a large chalkboard, with countless names of different children, she decides to write her name, “Alma”, right in the middle of the board. Suddenly, hearing an odd clicking sound, she turns around to see a doll that looks exactly like her, in the window of the shop across the street. Alma curiously approaches the shop and stares at the figurine. Glancing down at her clothes, she realizes the figure was wearing an outfit that was identical to her attire. As Alma looks up, the doll disappears.

“Uh, yeah! Sure!” When I knew I was l alone I ran all over town looking for the source of the snow. I finally found it at an abandoned warehouse just outside of town. I waited a couple of seconds before saying something but before I could, someone spoke.

It had pink walls, a petite rosy bed, and plush carpet. The lady started speaking to herself. “Look it hasn't changed at all! And every year I bought new clothes.” She pointed at a lacey dress “This was when you were three.” She droned on pointing to a series of dresses. A shiny picture frame on the bedside caught Alice’s eye. In it was a picture of a cute toddler that had blue eyes just like hers. While she stared blankly at the photo, the mom proceeded to point to the clothes she bought every year until finally grabbing a dress and exclaiming “Now you’re six, so this dress should be perfect!” But the mom looked at the dress and then at the girl, and the light in her eyes dimmed. Her old Alice was petite and adorable, while this Alice was scrawny and tall. “Look at me getting all confused, the lady at the orphanage told me you’re eleven, didn't she. This dress is too small” she hung her head. The mom then reached into her torso, grabbed a bottle of pills and hastily swallowed a handful. The light slowly returned to her eyes. “Let’s go get new clothes

Bethany and Fang moved to join the others. It was nice to see a small crowd, and Bethany couldn’t help the smile that curled her mouth when she watched several of the couples who had been reunited. Pride swelled in her. Fang had been a part of that as well, and now she would be too. Finally, she felt like she belonged

She tore the paper off with childlike enthusiasm. She opened the blue velvet box and smiled as she viewed the pink teardrop-shaped pearl earrings I had the jeweler make fur her. I’d wanted her to have earrings that would match the pearl I had given her when we met twelve years ago.

Mom! Mom!- Sara shouted when she arrived home from school. She seem exited for something. Her mom went to the living room to receive her. She noticed Sara was wearing a new coat. It was a furry white jacket, it perfectly matched with her bright blue eyes, her blond straight hair, her really white skin and her pink lips that looked like two rose petals. She looked like a princes. -Oh! you have a new jacket!- said her mom. –It is really pretty! So tell me Sara, why are you so exited?-. –Mom, we are having a Halloween party tomorrow night in the grand salon! And guess what! You and I are making a lot of Halloween Cupcakes!- she said exited to her mom. She always went to her mom when it was about cupcakes, she was an expert making them and

Viola drew in a breath, a nod following her exhale. Lola’s lips quirked into a painted smile. “Alright, then. I guess if you don’t know where it is, then there’s no point in bringing it up. Pearl, deary! Let’s get on to the picture show!” A prissy smile beamed through the room as Pearl made her grand entrance. “Yes, Mother. Let’s.”

I watched him fall. Pelting down like rain down the tower that nearly touched the sky. It happened all so fast I couldn't think to move. To react. To shutter. He just fell until his limp body kissed the ground. I tried to move. To run to him. But my body felt paralyzed and broken. I felt a tear slowly run down my cheek as the pain finally slipped out. My once bright blue eyes became red and puffy as a waterfall of tears excited me. I still couldn't move though, my small physique was stuck to the grass under our tree. My heart was crumbed into a million peices. He was gone. He was dead.

The next morning I woke up next to Carl and I rolled over and kissed him on the cheek then got up to check on Judith.As I walked down the hallway and into her room I was thinking of how dad told me about mom. I found her sitting up in her crib. "Hey there sweetheart!" I said excitedly I walked over and picked her up out of the crib and placed a kiss on her cheek."Okay baby girl I'·ma go make breakfast." I carried her downstairs and placed her in her high chair. I started washing dishes from last nights dinner then decided to start breakfast for everyone. While it was cooking I sat there feeding Judith a small bowl of applesauce then suddenly there was a knock on the door. I put the spoon down and answered the door it was Ron. "Hey Ron, what's up?" I asked."Hey can I come in and talk to you for a minute?" He asked in reply. I stepped aside and opened the door a little more and said "Yeah, We'll just need to be quiet Rick, and Carl are still asleep I'm making breakfast and watching Judith." We walked back into the kitchen and I checked on the food then turned to Ron. "What did you need to talk ab-?" Before I could finish my sentence Ron's lips crashed on mine and I was taken back for a minute not really knowing what to do but I melted into it eventually kissing back then I thought of Carl and pulled apart from Ron looking at him shocked. “Ron what was that all about?” I asked as he sat down and He replied. “Bailey since the day I met you I can’t get you out of my head.” “Ron

She was on her way to her grandma who lived in middle of a beautiful forest. The sun was shining bright and it was a really lovely summer day. On her way to grandma she saw some red roses which smelled amazing, so she decided to pick some to her grandma as a gift. While she was picking some of the roses a stranger showed up behind her. The stranger was not really a normal stranger which you see every day, this stranger was a very tall and handsome boy, with brown long hair. Little Red Riding Hood blushed immediately, she had never seen such a lovely boy before. “What is your name”, he asked curiously with a calm voice. “You… you can call me “Lil Red”, she stuttered back. “And yours?” Little Red Riding Hood gazed with adoring eyes. “I am prince Malzahar from Egypt. I am here with my family over the weekend”. “Well, that is nice. Oh no, I am afraid I have to go. My grandma is waiting for me. I hope we will meet sometime again”, she said and began to walk

You struggled for breath as you sprinted through the dark woods. You didn't dare look behind you at the demon on your heels, too afraid of tripping on something. You could hear fast paced footfalls getting closer and closer. You ran faster.

My eyes open to the sound of birds through my open bedroom window, only to find an empty and peaceful house. As a curious 7 year old I quickly walk out of my room, down the hall and into the living room. Sitting on the couch is my grandma, sitting there with the sole purpose of telling me my mom went into labor last night and is currently at the hospital. Jumping with joy, I go back into my room and get ready to go meet my new brother! After I am changed and my teeth are brushed I get some things together to keep my occupied throughout the day because my grandma told me today would be a very long one. I grab my shoes and walk out the door and to my grandma’s car. As I grab the door handle to hop into the back seat, I think back to the wonderful days I had spent in Disneyland, a couple weeks earlier, when I was still an only child, something that will never be again.

Flashlight. Check. Golf ball bag. Check. Phone. Check. Emergency kit. Check. Snacks. Check. Avalon went to make a mental list of everything she'd need for that night's adventure. She knew that tonight would be no different from all the other nights, but she still re-checked everything. It was a side-effect of having anxiety; Avalon always felt like she was missing or forgetting something.

The girl was excited, clapping her hands together like a seal, it made the old lady smile. It brought happiness and nostalgia from her own youth.