A Short Story : A Story?

The leaf litter underneath crunched and crackled as Colette approached the border. She ducked beneath the lowest branches of the trees, maneuvered around the shrubbery that blocked her path. She closed her eyes when she felt the gust of cold air. Her feet dug into the soil, gaining small footholds as she carefully navigated through tricky foliage. Stray beams of moonlight dappled her shirt, and the eerie silence kept her focused—alert. She could hardly hear her own breath, but that was largely out of her own volition. She chose to hold her breath, exhaling slowly as her eyes scanned what had been in front of her.

Edna was walking down the beach. She drew in a deep breath as a means of attempting to bring her surroundings back into focus. Soon enough the waves were no longer misty blurs and the sun no longer a hazy warm glow in a washed out gray sky. Everything looked more vibrant and full of life than ever before. The sky was a bouncing blue like the eyes of a playful child. The ocean shined brighter, as if the stars had been picked down from the heavens and submerged in to the water. The air lighter, softer, and more peaceful gently grazed and caressed Edna’s body, which also felt lighter, softer, and more at peace. She lied herself down in the sand that felt like plush velvet cushions, and with her mind clear and at ease, she drifted into an effortless sleep.

She watched as the vast water of the mighty Mississippi River continued to flow down to the Gulf of Mexico, carrying with it her dreams and happiness. Tears blurred her vision. She composed herself.

The water splashed around her as the jungle she was now in began to flood. Sloshing her way through she followed the wind that was leading her to the end. The light grew dim and eyes watched her from the depths as she climbed over rocks. Making a left out of the jungle tears filled her eyes and she stomped her foot in frustration as she again found herself back at the beginning.

    She finally decided to stand up and start looking around. Her bare feet hitting the ground with sharp branches and rocks. Her long black hair moving all sorts of ways as the wind blew hard. She walked

About a mile and a half up from where they were camped, she came to a spot where the river crossed the road; what appeared to be a structure of some sort, maybe a covered bridge or something, was visible on the other side of the channel. It could have been an out-building from a farm forced into the river by the force of so much rain falling at once…

She was getting drained and her hands hurt from the rust on the rungs. Sweat dripped from her nose. At such great height, the wind whistled around her. She looked up; another hundred feet to go. As she continued her arduous climb Elmira thought to herself, “God, how did I get here?

She was so caught up in its undeniable beauty that, for a moment, she almost dismissed her surroundings, and the pain that her body embraced. Almost. She inhaled deeply, bringing herself back to reality and taking in the smell of Mother Nature’s conquest. She had gotten used to the lingering scent of death for the past seven years, that it was merely an undertone of the smells of the small forest growing in the forgotten mall she was condemned to.

When she finally reached the lake she noticed that it was clean and very clearer than the river by her house. On the side of the lake she found a small beach where the sand’s texture was so smooth it felt good

When she finally reached the lake she noticed that it was clean and very clearer than the river by her house. On the side of the lake she found a small beach where the sand’s texture was so smooth it felt good

It was the third time Nana had sprinted to the bathroom that day. She could not remember the last time she didn't feel her guts tumbling inside her and the intense metallic flavor invading her mouth. Could this be the jinn? she wondered, but then his face materialized in her mind, and her palms began to sweat. This became something almost routinary for her the following weeks, it was easy to conceal her secret without anyone noticing.

The horn blared as a shadowy creature flashed across the road. Luca watched as his mom jerked in surprise and threw the wheel to one side. The car swerved before careening off the road and into a sprawling oak tree. Upon impact the airbags exploded out of their various nooks and crevices. A burning sensation spread through his jaw and down his neck, and Luca felt like he had just been punched in the jaw by Muhammad Ali. His mom, working quickly and decisively, found a sharp knife and popped her air bag before popping Luca’s. She rolled out of the seat and onto the road to see how much damage had been done. What she saw wasn't pretty, but what Luca saw was even worse; a blur of fur, teeth and claws was barreling towards his mom. He tried to yell, he tried to move, but he was frozen in fear, cowering in the front seat. His mom never had a chance, even with the knife she held. She stabbed the wolf, but the beast was barely affected. In the end he watched as his mom was dragged into the woods.

Sunny patches of sunlight touched my face. I felt warm and sheltered. Snug as a bug in a rug. I thought. No one could ruin this moment. Across the room, I heard a noise. Knock knock. I slowly rose from my comfy bed and opened the door. There dressed in the usual white dress and flats was a fairy. Her wings gleamed with the sun. “Good morning Charm.” Her voice was friendly and sweet. “Time to wake up. You know what day it is.” I gathered my thoughts before speaking, “Yes I didn’t forget. Thank you for reminding me.” She smiled big before flying away. Sigh, I guess no more sleeping.

She laid on the hood of her camaro, looking up at the stars. Although she would never admit it, she had always wanted to go up there herself. But that wasn’t the life for her. No. Delilah Jones was a hunter and she had a job to do. She needed to get her head out of the atmosphere and bring it back down to Earth. The place where things lurked around every corner.

Boom! Johnny knew that something happened being that he was the only one at work because the others went to get food. He heard a very loud sound and he got very suspicious. Boom! Johnny heard it again but instead he heard the sound from upstairs. Johnny ran up the stairs to see a kicked down door in apartment B3. He then remembered that the obnoxious Ms. Vin lives there and he tried to act as if he wasn’t there and ran down the first couple of stairs but then suddenly came an annoying loud sound which was Ms. Vin’s voice. She yelled Johnny! About 6 times even though he was right in front of her face. She then said in a mischievous “someone is in my house”. Johnny knew that Ms. Vin liked him even though her ex-husband lives right next door to her. Johnny went into the apartment to check it out when suddenly the door locked. Ms. Vin set up a date for Johnny without his permission. When she tried to offer him a piece of cake he dropped her most valuable plate and started yelling. Luckily Joe, Brad, Michael and Ryan chopped the door down and saved Johnny from completing a living nightmare. They all left locking their door downstairs so Ms. Vin couldn’t get in and they all had a feast. About 25 minutes into their feast they got an alert that on Fitzgibbon St. there was an abandoned apartment on fire. This apartment was the same apartment that the famous owl magician, Harry Hootdini, lived in a long time ago with his owner. Ryan started packing, Brad was getting the truck up and running, Johnny was making sure the squad had everything and of course Joe was eating. About 4 minutes into the chase the truck broke down. The squad panicked and didn’t know what to do. Brad came up with the idea of running because all members of the fire squad ran track in high school and college. With Brad carrying the super long hose they arrived to their destination and the fight was on. The team sprayed water and the fire was out.