A Short Story : A Story?

"Hey dad. Yeah we're leaving now. Okay see you soon. Love you too, bye." She hung up. "Okay, they're leaving now, we should get

It’s the night before the first day of high school. At 1:00AM, Jamie still nervously lies awake on her bed, while thinking about her new chapter in life. Middle school wasn’t the best experience for her, as she was bullied for being “overweight” and being a nerd. Neither boys nor girls liked her for the way she was. Jamie couldn’t wait for high school to start so she could never see them again.

“Uh…yeah. Thanks,” he stammered out as she handed him a washrag and the soap after she had soaped up her own rag.

"I AM NOT A BAD MOM!" Peyton screamed louder. "I HAVE DONE EVERYTHING FOR YOU!" She added.

“Well, all right then,” Tucker replied with a brimming smile. “I think I’m goin’ to head out for a bit and go see Terra, for some reason I’ve been thinkin’ I need to see her, but for the life of me I can’t remember why. Oh, well, if I don’t see you again before you leave it was nice meetin’ you Alex and Liam and you too Elle.”

“Thanks for the breakfast, dad! See you tonight!” he called as he ran out the door, locking it behind him.

The burnt orange leaves of the trees had fallen and the Friday night football games had passed. The winter was a lengthy one filled with chilling frostbite, blizzard-like winds, and individually crafted snowflakes falling carelessly to the ground. Spring had sprung and the April showers brought May flowers, which ultimately put a smile upon my face. The first chapter in high school was almost complete, and I was more than ready for summer to arrive! The long-awaited summer days of kicking back and unwinding in the sun or on the cushioned couch had arrived. I could just taste the juicy goodness of each chilled popsicle that would melt right before my eyes. But, before I could bask in those summer days, I was required to finish the first chapter.

Isaac wrapped his arms around her. “I’m glad I got to see you. I’ve seen you in my dad’s photos, but I never knew you were my godmom until mom told me last week. ”

Sarah Montgomery sat on the small ledge by the window seat, watching longingly as happy children walked home from school. Murphy was on her lap, whom she was petting gently. Sarah took one last glance out the window before heading downstairs, with Murphy following at her heels.

She opens a cupboard and looks, without regret, at the few possessions she is leaving behind. She doesn’t feel they are truly hers, because she chose so few of them herself, not even the clothes. He likes her to dress like her mother did. She wants to wear jeans and funky tops, not pretty frocks. His little girl.

There are times where you never truly realize how much you love someone, until you have the potential of losing them. This exact thought ran through Sophie’s mind while she scanned the crowd for Agatha since she heard her best friend’s name called out. For once, Sophie was on her own for she has to act on behalf of the whole kingdom of Camelot, which stressed her out beyond belief. Her heart rate quickens as Rhian pushes the blade deeper into her back when he caught her looking.  “Please… Rhian… Why?” She chokes out, her voice broken and sore since she was so afraid and hopeless. Furthermore, Sophie, the former Queen of all Evil, had never looked so vulnerable yet resentful.  “Oh my dear Sophie, there are some things you just will never fully comprehend, like why you cannot love anyone. Nevertheless, we shall have our wedding planned for next week!” Cowering and terror-stricken, Sophie stood in Rhian’s arms as he cackles menacingly. A minute later, she turns her head marginally to look at his face, and she noticed Rhian’s eyebrows furrowed ever so slightly, proving him to have a sign of human flaw. Sophie knew that he was nervous of her making a rebellion to help her best friends.

It was August and Gemini woke to the warm sensation of summer tickling her face. As she looked outside, she saw all the beautiful flowers growing in the garden. “Gemini, Gemini! Breakfast is ready!” called her aunt, Georgia as Gemini ran down the stairs. She was met with a scent that put a smile on her face. Her aunt had made her favorite, bacon and eggs. As Gemini was munching on her meal her sister came rushing down the stairs already dressed. “Gemini, why don’t you come to the market with me to get medicine for mother?” her sister said as she packed her bag with some money. “Of course!” Gemini said smiling as she sprinted up the stairs to get dressed. She pulled out a traditional blue village dress and tied her hair in a neat bun like all the other village girls. Before running back downstairs, Gemini went to her mother’s room and made her drink the soup aunt georgia had prepared. “Drink mother” Gemini said as she helped her mother up to drink from the wooden bowl. Her mother was very ill. She had an illness that Gemini’s father had passed away from. Most of the apothecaries thought it was impossible to to treat, but not Gemini. After saying bye to her mom and her aunt, she jumped into the carriage with her sister. “I can’t wait!” Gemini said. As they rode off into the marketplace, Gemini’s face flushed with excitement. She saw people big and small tall and short and even at and thin. Before her sister could even say a word, Gemini ran up to all the market stands where

The sun bakes down across her shoulders as she trudges forward. With every kick, a bit of sand flies upward into Nix's eyes. Her arms burn with exertion and her legs scream with every single step she takes. There's nothing around her but a myriad of sand. Two backpacks are tied on her shoulders, but they feel like boulders, weighing her down. Nix grinds her bicuspids into powder, pure stubbornness giving her the strength to keep going. She wasn't going to die out here; she wouldn't give those monsters the satisfaction. So she kept walking, each step strengthening her spirit, yet draining her body. No matter what happened, she would continue.

“It was nothing I’ll see you tomorrow. I love you.” Delaney quickly hung up the phone so her mom couldn’t ask her questions anymore.

The alley’s light gleamed Bruce’s path. It was if as the alley knew what time Bruce walked this path. “Ring,Ring,Ring,” Bruce’s phone echoed. When Bruce had hung up the phone his panic dropped the phone. He rushed through the muddy puddles. “How”,“When”,WHY!!,” Bruce repeated these words in his head until it hurt. He rushed out of darkness,and the bright powerful lights of the New York’s Hospital shined Bruce’s grubby,filthy face. He rushed into the clean, white room. He asked the receptionist women, “where is she, where is she, my love.” The receptionist asked if he was Bruce. He replied, “Yes” she pointed to the room and without saying anything bruce darted into the room. There she was, dying,suffering,being tortured by her body, and no one could do anything to help her. Bruce lightly tapped Bella, telling her that he had arrived for her. Bruce knew if he didn’t arrive home soon there would be punishments. He again tapped Bella’s arm, to let her know that he was leaving. She weakly requested a kiss, and Bruce kiss her than closed the door behind him.