A Short Story : A Story?

beginning.As Maddie took me to the back of the kitchen I was thinking what is going on, did I do something wrong. She turns and looks at me and say she had just lost her servant girl Polly to the mysterious fever. I felt sad for her.

The light was shining on Evangeline's face as she opened her eyes. Her head was throbbing and as she looked around her, she didn't know where she was at. It wasn't until she saw Mason and Casey sleeping beside her on the pillows that she remembered everything. The dancing and food and the new hideout. The alcohol and the laughing. The bright light. The loud noises. Everything. The world has died back to normal, no longer having the sharp clarity it had the night before. Her mouth was really dry though, so she climbed down the ladder, trying not to wake the others. She quietly crept to the mini-fridge in the corner of the room and pulled out a glass of water. They didn't have any Tylenol, so this would have to do for now. She ungraciously chugged the bottle of water and sighed, plopping down on the nearest beanbag and closing her eyes.

“You will be sleeping here. Ghim and I will be downstairs in case you do something.” stuttered Javier.

Pulling on her arm, Laban drags her through the dirt, her legs scratched from rocks and debris and her hair a tangled mess. She pulls away, but he is too strong and his grasp on her arm sends shooting pains up into her neck. As they approach the tent she screams, “You can’t do this! Jacob is mine, we are in love.” Shoving her inside the tent, she fell to the ground cutting her arm on the crook of her shepherd staff; blood covers her gown. Her body aches from the jostling and cut arm, but pushing herself onto her knees, she glares up at her father, “Jacob won’t accept my sister; he will rescue me, you’ll see.” Without a word Laban leaves his daughter alone on what was supposed to be her wedding night.

It was raining. It was gloomy. It was dark. Everything that Yoongi adored about the rain. The sound of his teacher's voice made him turn his head from the cold foggy window.

It was very late and the living room was beginning to smell of a foul odor. A woman was sitting on a wooden stool near the east-side window, crouched. She had a rosary in her hands and kept murmuring something to herself. The man, sitting down in her chair, was waking up. He opened his eyes and wondered where he was, but he didn’t panic. Seeing the white carpet beneath him, his naked feet feeling the Afghanistan wool, he knew he was safe. Wherever he was. His lungs were waking up too, for he coughed uncontrollably for a few seconds. His cough pierced through the soft quietness of the room and caught the woman by surprise. She had thought he was dead.

The dirt men marched into the valley of death, they had just retreated from a bloody battle in enemy territory. Their enemy, the forest men. They stopped in a small cave as the sun sunk below the horizon.

It has now been a year since Lilly’s and Williams wedding and for William it had been the best year of his life. Every day he loved Lilly more and more, and it seemed as if now that Damien was gone, they would be able to live out their happily ever after. As the rain taped agents the palace window, and the birds sang sweet songs of joy, William awoke knowing today was going to be a wonderful day. It was his birthday and Lilly always got him the best gifts. He couldn’t wait to open whatever she had gotten him this year. He looked over and noticed that Lilly was still asleep, so he quietly tip toed over to the closet where she had been hiding his gift, “all I need is one peak,” he Said to himself as he grabbed the neatly wrapped box from the top of the dresser, but before he could even remove the bow he felt a tap on his shoulder.

Gavin hands me a cup with a lid,wrote on a piece of tape says ‘Gavin A.’ “Well if this doesn't work let me know,I’m next door after all” I kiss him on the cheek. “Thank you for your...um...contribution...” He blushes and touches the spot where I kissed him. “It's no problem.I mean it's our duty to society,so what do I do now?” “Well I was about to go to the store...so I guess leave maybe?” He gives me a hug, turns to leave but stops “Hey if you ever need a friend I do live next door so maybe if it's OK with you,we can have lunch sometime?”I nod,smiling,he leaves. I head to the bathroom and look in the mirror. I take down my braids.My brown hair is a mess,it's wild and untamed. It's curly because the braids I had in earlier. My blue eyes become an ocean as I began to sob thinking about my family. I turn on the shower.

Wind brushed her hair softly as the smell of the sea gave a nice aroma in the air. The girl looked down angrily as her mom placed her bags in the soft sand. “Mom, you cannot seriously let me stay a month at the unknowns of the sea with these people! I don’t even know them!”, the girl cried, her voice a bit shaky from anger she kept inside. The mother shot a glance at her daughter after waving to the nice people who offered to take her daughter on a free trip to the beach, “You know Cassie”. The girl with red grape like hair looked back over at the other girl and her family, they were about four years apart in age difference and had hardly ever talked since bumping into each other at a school trip. “Mom, I don’t know her. I know her name but that’s it! C’mon let me go back home with you and dad!”, the troubled teenager pleaded as she reluctantly followed her mother towards the others.

It was a cold darkening night when Fredrich began walking down the street of Warsaw, late at night when the city was as dead as a graveyard not a gunshot or cannon could’ve woken the dead, he was planning an escape on how to leave to America. He walked through North Avenue plotting every detail of his plan. Fredrich came across someone he did not recognize at all he thought to himself, “Who was this strange and dark figure,” because fredrich could not see his face, but only the shadow that dwelled there, had this menaced and restless feeling. The dark figure walked along the street. Fredrich decided to follow him regardless of the warnings inside him, but Fredrich’s curiosity got the best of him not knowing if this dark faceless man was dangerous. He followed the figure for about 30 minutes and it just disappeared into the night.

Today is audition day. It came so fast...and I didn’t think I was ready. I looked at my phone to see what time it was and the two words that popped up on my screen, shot chills up my spine. I was scared, shocked, and confused.

The scrumptious smell of his requested Bagel-Bites filled his lungs as he entered their kitchen. The elated feeling in his stomach went away quickly as he saw his mother leaning on the counter, crying into her hands.

After waiting more than an hour in the parking lot for Marlene to arrive, Katherine was ready to go home when she saw the old familiar Malibu pull into the parking lot, and rushed behind the building so her daughter wouldn’t see her. Peeking around the corner, Katherine watched Marlene get out of the car, go to the driver’s side and kissed him passionately, before waltzing across the doctor’s parking lot swinging her keys. Katherine watched as her the raven-haired beauty with a reputation for being high maintenance get in the red Mercedes and drive out of the parking lot.

In an alleyway riddled with trash laid a man barely conscious of the world. Beneath his back, seeping all around him was his life. Reaching his bloody fingers up to trace the edges of a nonexistent face. " Serenity," he rasped. "Serenity," he rasped again.