A Short Story : A Story?

It was a cold and foggy wednesday morning on june 10th. Hunter was sleeping on his bed when he heard his mom call him.

With lightning speed, he pulled it out and put it to his mouth. His eyes lit up, a smile, like a grimace, illuminated his ashen face. And was immediately extinguished. A shadow had lain down beside him. And this shadow threw itself over him.

He clenched his outstretched hand around the severed lips, recalling the lurid scene from which they had come. The blood that likely still slunk from step to step ... the pearly white, up-rolled eyeballs....

He slowly got on his knees as tears started to flow from his eyes. She was visibly disgusted at the sight of his crying, sending a powerful kick towards his stomach, causing him to cough up spit. He coughed violently as he held onto his stomach. She looked down at him shaking her head as she pulled him up by his head.

Brother Malcolm turned the doorknob and escaped the deadly outdoors, just in time to escape the cacophonous boom that shook the door almost from its hinges. He hurried into the common room to see the cold embers in the fireplace. Relieving himself of his heavy

Taloned hands grabbed him from behind, blood red nails digging into his flesh as Evelynn emerged from the shadows. She was far stronger than she looked, and forcibly turned his head to expose his thick neck. Her grasp was ice-cold, as if warm blood no longer flowed in her veins, and her fangs were inches from his jugular.

Blaize panted and took a shaky step back. Blood dripped onto the floor in thick, heavy splatters. The man in front of him was past the point of screaming, his voice hoarse and fractured, with tears and blood running in rivulets down his contorted face. But Blaize wasn’t done yet. The thick pools of blood spilled on his lap weren’t enough. There was a deep, cavernous hunger that rose in Blaize, that sent heat rushing through every vein in his body. He grabbed Lawrence’s chin /hard/, pulling him so that the pathetic man looked him in the eyes. Blaize chuckled. Those pretty eyes looked so /scared/, shaking and filled with tears.

The head scientist, Travis, ran to open the door after one of the others said it looked like a human boy. The second the door opened, every occupant of the room heard what sounded like a distress call in their minds. No one knew what language it was in, but they could tell whatever was making it was in trouble.

Neither of the boys wanted to stay for much longer so they decided to find the source of the noise quickly and leave. They glanced out the empty window frame to see an ambulance headed in their direction. Its shrilling siren playing loud. It pulled to a stop right below them and two paramedics jumped out to run around to the back of the house. Stunned, the boys ran to the other end of the hallway to look out the back

Suddenly, I heard a scream as my brother was gliding down the slick metal slide. Startled by the noise I moved my hand, and a waterfall of blood trickled down my finger. I looked back and saw the sharp thorn embedded in my finger. Tears began to stream down my face, and I began to wail.

Eleven sat on the couch, I was walking around. Looking at all the things I pick a figure it cool like a monster, "is there a number we can call for your parent?" I drop the figure onto the floor. One of the boys look at me weirdly, I think his name was Luca or Rucan, I have no idea. I tend to have a bad memory. I move one of the people forward on the game board and knock down the big dragon. I turned around when I heard a noise, Eleven flinched at the boy who just clapped. I glare at him before walking and sitting next to Eleven. I heard them talking, but I focused on the loud noise from outside.

It was midnight. Marvin had just went to bed when he hears a ding. The oven Marvin thought. Usually, his dad never cooked late at night so Marvin decided to go downstairs. Marvin tiptoed down the stairs and peeked his head over the stairwell. What Marvin finds is beyond words. As he rushes upstairs he feels a burning pain. His limp body crashes down to the floor.

waking up to dog slobber all over my face. When I open my eyes I see Sugar standing on my belly barking at me . At the same time my alarm was going off, it was already 10:00 A.M. I was suppossed to meet with my clients thirty minutes ago. I sprung out of my bed in a bustle, rushing to get ready. When I pick up my phone I see 10 missed calls, from Jana and Tedd my clients. They wanted to meet earlier this morning, to discuss how i’m going to decorate their new house. I throw on some shoes put Sugar on a leash and sprint out the door. In the busy streets of New York, I try to track down a taxi. After, Sugar and I get into the car, I tell the driver, “129 East, Boulevard.”

On the ledge of a high rise building, there sits a grim reaper playing guitar whilst looking over his domain with a detached eye. Down below, a traffic jam strands three young ladies in a cab, with an engagement ceremony fast approaching. Cecilia, the stressed out bride is about to lose it. She urges her two stalwart best friends Elise and Stasia to make it to the venue on foot. With limited time, they remove themselves from the car. Elise leads the pack with multiple bags in her hands as Cecilia tensely trots behind whilst Stasia helps her hold her wedding dress. When they thought things couldn’t get any worst, Cecilia is hit with another disaster when her heels break. She gives up her potential flats and decides to run on her feet in her stockings. Everything was perfect for her, happily married and a wealthy family, her life was already sorted out for her.

Once there was a boy named Alex he just hit his car into the fallen tree and now stranded in the middle of a forest with no service. Alex stepped out of the car to see how much damage there were in his car. Alex felt so hopeless with the fact that he has no help and no service from anywhere to call anyone. Alex looks around to see if there have been anything to help him to get out of the forest. He walked further away from his car to see if there is any way for him to return home. While he was walking towards the forest, the sky started to get this blood orange color and the ground was getting mushy like mud as he walk farther into the forest. Alex was getting goosebumps from the shivers down his spine. When he was walking it started to get colder, this made Alex confused because it was just warm a minute ago. Alex was hearkening to the trees that whistled through the breeze. Bats were appearing and flying around in the sky moreover, the moon started to go down into the sky . Alex tripped over a rock and then stumbles forward and hit his head on some sort of concrete. ¨OW, WHAT WAS THAT?¨ he yelled, he rubbed his head from the sensation of a brick hitting his head really hard then looked up. What he saw was a strange well that looked old and had moss everywhere, the well, even had a bucket that still had water in it but it wasn’t just any water, it was black water. Alex had this disgusted look on his face just by looking at the black water. There were scantlings of water