A Short Story : A Story?

Goodluck having a good time now,” Laurel walked away cackling like a witch. Jackie looked around at all the people she considered to be her friends. Every single one of them chose Laurel over her. Jackie took one last look at the people she once had loved and turned around. She ran as fast as she could in her too tight jeans to the soccer bleachers. She ran up to the very top of them and went into the corner where the top fence met the side railing and sat down. She looked up at the sky trying to get the tears to go back into her eyes, but her efforts were fruitless. She gave up and let the tears pour out of her eyes. Jackie never cried, but now, more than ever, she couldn’t hold it in. Every emotion she had held inside of her from the past few days was coming out now. She cried for what seemed like forever. After her reservoir of tears was all dried up Jackie pulled herself together and got her phone out to text her dad to come and get

“Jeff! Mia! Liu!” Yelled Margaret. “Come on! We have to get the rest of the stuff packed up!” She yelled again. “We're coming mom!” Mia yelled back. “Why do we have to move again?” Asked her younger brother by a year. “Because dad got that stupid promotion” Jeff grumpily explained as he lifted up one of the last boxes. “Come on Jeff, it can't be that bad. We are after all moving closer out into the country. Imagine all the cool places we will be able to explore. Cheer up bro.” As she grabbed the last few things and ran down the stairs. She couldn't wait to get out of this stuffy city. Especially since she got bullied quite a bit for being different.

We start to pack to every-ones clothes, later that day mom, dad, I, and my 2 brothers left to go to her house. When got to her house, you couldn’t smell the coffee, like you use to. You could tell something is wrong. As days past, I think you saw pretty much everyone from Ashland, Ohio. Grandma was a type of women that she didn’t know a lot of people but, everyone knew her.

I walked through the door with you, the air felt cold but something about it felt like home. Surrounded by warm smiles and friendly greetings, I let the magical laughter twirl around me, so caught up in it that I managed to leave my scarf there, at your sister's house. Even now, you still have it in your drawer. 'Sweet Disposition' was blasting from the radio; your favourite song. You looked right at me and smiled, my wide-eyed gaze taking in each freckle on your face and each curve of your lips. Revving up the engine, we started to drive along the old country roads, singing loudly as we got lost on the steep mountains of Dublin. The autumn leaves were falling from the trees like pieces into place, alive with screaming colours of red, gold, orange as they crunched beneath the wheel of the car. I still thought you were the most vibrant one there. Now, I know it's long gone, and that magic's not here anymore, and I might be okay but I'm not fine at all. After all these days, I can still picture us there, on that quaint, little town's street. Your eyes were so fixated on me that you nearly

The words didn’t compute. They simply didn’t make sense. It was as if they were spoken in another language. Silence filled the room until it was broken by Miss Clark. “Are you okay ma’am?” Instantly, I was brought back to the real world. She stared at me with those dark brown eyes and wrinkled and aged face, with concern. “Well I should get going,” I said. “It’s getting late and I don't want to drive in the dark.” And with that, I quickly rushed out of the front office and into my Jeep. The Sun had begun to set in a flurry of orange and yellow and soon disappeared behind the mountains as if the Sun itself was playing a game of hide and seek. I knew that it would be extremely dangerous to drive the twist and turns of the road leading down the mountain, into the village. Since I didn't have anywhere to stay for the night, I took the risk and started navigating down the mountain.

Then, it happened, She looked over her shoulder and caught me staring, she turned her body to get a better look at me and suddenly we were the only two people on the entire universe, nothing else in this moment mattered, the people walking by, the my sister and her friends, the cars honking their horns in traffic, everything was silent, it was just me and the green eyed beauty. She smiled, then brought her hand up to her cheek and wiggled her fingers, waving at me, I felt my face heat up as I pulled my hand away from my book and waved back at her, she looked down timidly at the ground then back up at me, as she looked back to me she scrunched up her nose and smiled hard, with pink cheeks, She was about to mouth something when a boy startled her, wrapping his arms around her waist. “Sorry” She mouthed giving me a sympathetic smile before removing the boy’s arms from around her waist, turning around to face him. “Camila mom just called she said she wants us to start heading back home now.” Sofi said as she made her way over to me, but my eyes fixated on the mystery girl arguing with who I presume to be her boyfriend. “Camila?” Nope. “Mila.” Go away little girl. “Mills?” Nope not even that one is gonna work. Bye gurl. “Karla.” “WHAT DO YOU WANT SOFI!” I yelled looking at my sister. “Gosh no need yell, mo-” “I heard you the first time twerp!”

Bruce, his best friend who is a private postman who sometimes is very nosy and quizzical at other people’s things.

It was a freezing winter day and our whole family was inside huddled in one room by the fire place with a piping hot cup of cocoa with two or three marshmallows in it. Although it was warm inside Sarah and I wanted to go outside to the library anyways because we loved reading… well not so much Sarah but since I'm her brother we kind of did everything together. “Mother, Father” I said “ can me and Sarah go outside to the library?” they both paused and gave each other that one overprotective look and they said “John you only just turned 13 last week and Sarah's only 11” I realized that we would have to sneak out so when we were done Sarah and I quietly snuck out while the parents were distracted discussing things I wasn't paying attention to.

into her. Capri popped the cork off the champagne bottle, and it ‘accidentally’ sprayed down over her front. The bubbly wine shot all over her, white and frothy.

In the distance, an ominous building rose into the sky, blocking all sunlight. The sun had been beating down on us the whole trip, so the shade from the building felt nice. “Now that's more like it,” Hubert said. I gave a slight nod, and continued walking. Hubert put his hands behind his head, and walked a bit faster. Hubert was a tall, well rounded kid, with a great sense of humor. He was a kind guy, but something about him, gave me this odd feeling. We neared the building, becoming more and more anxious. A metal plate above the door became more visible spelling, Atai Products.

“Oh, my God, Jerry, do you think they had anything to do with Mom’s death?” Marlene asked.

June didn’t like being home now with Joe gone. The house was quiet. No slamming doors, no calls from her father to help him bail the hay or herd the cows. Most weekends, she would show up at Joe’s after trying to reach him on his cell. She would sit on the front steps or in the car and wait. She’d give it an hour each time before she gave up and left.

I knew this was it, nothing else matter. I felt out of my body in this moment. The water turn on by itself. The water was the most beautiful thing I have seen in so long. Nothing could compare to the release the water will bring me. The way I will feel no more pain, because the water came me the release I’ve been craving. I lower myself into the tub. I lay down and took my last breath of air. I then submerged my head into the water.

“Explain to me why I’m in a cafe in Gold Coast instead of at the playground with my daughter,” Weevil drank what he guessed was an eight-dollar, just-alright coffee. “My grandmother can stand you, at least compared to your daddy, and she said you seemed… muy desesperado,” Lips in a straight line with his eyes big and mocking, Weevil waited.

My palms sweat, my feet shiver as a mysterious white figure stands over me draining my soul. “ Leave me alone!” I shouted. The mysterious figure reach down , a sharp pain in my side. The shiny gold blade was tinted red as he started monologuing. “ Jake!” My friend shouted.