A Short Story : A Story?

As I walked to Lexi’s house I took a shortcut through the woods which led right behind her house, I approached a fallen tree and I tried to jump over it but I clipped my feet on the top of it and tumbled over to the other side. I scraped my knee on the side of the tree trunk and my knee started to bleed. I sat up on held my knee and let out a groan. “Smooth move Bailey” I said to myself. My knee looked worse than it actually was. I stood up and put my hand on the log. I waited for a moment then took my hand off the log and started to walk forward. I stumbled a little bit and had to limp because my knee hurt so bad. I continued on my journey towards lexi’s house. It took me a little longer than I hoped for but I got there. I walked towards the front of the house and up the stairs leading to her front door. I raised my hand up to the doorbell but the door opened just before I rang it. Lexi was there.

And that made Daniel remember where he was, what was happening. He couldn't be here – He shouldn't be here with her. But, he continued to carry them to the door until he pushed through the door and dropped them both at the top of the steps that led down to the commons. Daniel hovered over them, his wings beating softly behind him as he looked down at the two, but he couldn't help but stare down at Lucinda with worry, with an ache in her his heart, his soul.

His frantic pacing had slowed, but hadn’t completely came to a stop yet. It was nice knowing that just by being in the same room with him he’d stop pacing like he had been. That just by staring at him, his frantic hair pulling and tussling would cease and it would just be her and the man she loved. Even if it was for just a split second, just a glimpse of the man she knew and loved, it was him and she enjoyed every second of it.

Amanda Addams gazed out into the room full of her new classmates. She had just moved, and today was the dreaded day- the first day at her new school, the Grove Street School. Her teacher had introduced her in front of the class, which was exactly what her nightmares had been about. Her palms were sweating bullets as she took her seat, which was behind a girl with curly, long blonde hair. The girl looked up and groaned. Introducing herself as Sara Gardner, she warned Amanda to stay out of her way. Then with a dramatic hair flip, she turned back around. Amanda wanted to speak up, but she was too shy. Not a good start.

First, there was a whale, then a scream, and then complete silence. It all started seven years ago when my family and I were all sitting down at a restaurant. My mom had just gotten back from helping deliver babies in Haiti because they had just been hit by a massive hurricane that devastated villages all over the country. We were all sitting down chatting and catching up when my mom said, “Liam, Julian, I have something to tell you guys!” Our heads whipped towards her, our eyes gleaming with wonder, “what could it be?” We both thought, our minds flipping through all the possibilities as if we were searching through a book for the most logical possibility. “Are we moving? No, that can’t be it...getting a new car! No, wait, I got it! We’re going on a trip...yeah a trip that must be it!” “What is it!” My brother and I both shouted in unison. All the heads in the room slowly turned towards us but we payed no attention, we were too curious and impatient to care. We leaned forward in our seats bracing ourselves for the upcoming news. I looked at my mom's lips, searching for the words that would momentarily be formed from them. The world around me froze for an instant that seemed like an eternity. I heard, “I’m having...” I did not need to hear any more. The walls began to close in on me, my heart started to pound on me as if it were knocking on it so I would let it out. I was confused but excited, scared, but amazed, my face was shifting between emotions as if it was made of clay

Stumbling into the house, she knocked over and breaking an antique lamp, before falling onto the sofa sobbing. Screaming, “Mother, Mother, what happened? How am I going to live without you?”

Wyatt hurried to gather his clothes before heading to the shower to get the sweat off. He dressed in a pair of jeans and a dark blue t-shirt since his uniform is at the police station. Once his red and white Nike shoes on, he immediately headed out the room and down the stairs to the lobby. Wyatt rushed to his truck and started it. He peeked at the time on the dashboard which read six thirty am causing him to frown. He’s late on his first day. He needed to be at the station for six thirty because of the briefing before the shift starts.

“Hannah drove her to the doctor,” Shaw told him. “She needed something to help her relax.”

The putrid purple of old bruises gleamed helplessly against the limpid replacements— it was all my fault.

Most people who’d undergone pain would say that going home after an incident would be the worst part, having to deal with the aftermath of their emotional outbursts and what was happening. Vivian, however, felt nothing as she walked. The cold wind was biting through her, and she could sense that rain was coming nearby, mainly due to the odd twinge in the air that she’d learned to avoid having a delicate instrument with her at all times. Yet now she walked through the streets alone, each step pressing on the cold stones underneath her and making her that much more worried as to what she was going to do.

She thought a second about wiping her facial expression the best she could, and getting out, going home to leave him and her pettiness here, having second thoughts not just about that but everything about them. But his face changed as he floated closer to her as if she suddenly stabbed him; it anchored her there, and she felt his hands sliding around her.

The power of the motorcycle rumbled between Ava's thighs as she wrapped her arms around the waist of the man driving the beast. They were heading down what seemed like a deserted road, a thick woods coming up on both sides of them as they neared what looked like a worn path to the right. "Pull over here!" she called out with a pat to the mans side. He of course did as Ava asked and quickly pulled the motorcycle near the worn out path. "You sure this is where you want to be love?" the man asked as he balanced the bike and pulled off his helmet.

or recruited a Tom Cruise. It wasn’t important who started the fights. Both the obstacles and the triumphs enhanced the journey and swayed the reckoning of the mirrors.

The smell of Susan’s hot chocolate surrounded the coldness of her face as she would take a long, relaxing sip. Her mum started to pack things such as sunscreen, togs, towel and plenty of food and water. As Mum was getting ready slowly, Susan turned on the dusty old TV to watch. After each ad, she would feel as if it was practically speaking to her. When finally her mum finished getting ready she grabbed her stuff and yelled “We're going now Susan!” then said “make sure you have all your stuff.” Said nervously. Susan was all hyped up and ready to go, she grabbed her stuff and headed out the door. Susan ran with excitement with her star shaped sunglasses and flew into the black mini cooper with Mum.

Somewhere in the Hoenn region, a young man was waking up to the dawn of a new day. What a tme to be alive, Sinan thought caustically, as he rose from his bed sleepily. At 7 AM in the morning, light was beginning to filter through the wooden slats in soft beams. As the grogginess ebbed away, he remembered that all trainers had to be present in the lab for the Beginner's Ceremony by 8 AM. The way he heard words could be screwy sometimes, and he wasn't the best at writing, but reading and details he paid attention to extensively. So he rose from the bed and pulled on a faded pair of ragged jeans, before heading to the bathroom to wash up and making himself look presentable, his mind was swirling with thoughts. Can't believe I've finally saved up enough for this, he thought, a slow grin spreading across his broad cheekbones and deepening into dimples. I'm so f*ckin' ready, and he'd never felt more excited in his life. F*ck school, f*ck working-- Sinan wanted to go out and explore his heart out again. Get away from the quiet monotony that depressed him so.