A Short Story : A Story?

*Slam*. The door shuts. The room was silent, you could hear a pin drop. Leah left and I heard the car start up. We’ve never gotten in a fight like this. Tears started streaming down my face. The tears started streaming down my face harder and harder by the second. AGHHHHH I screamed. I slowly got up from the table the chair squeaking making the same sound it made when Leah left. WOOSH. I think that was the fastest I’ve EVER turned around. I saw a small shadow. Nobody else was home. but there was still a shadow? I walked around the corner…nothing. I ran upstairs and WOOSH again. I checked my bedroom and Leah’s bedroom. There was nothing in there.

Everything went black. A stream of warmth trickled past my lip. As I ran my hand across the warmth, I quickly realized it was blood. My first feeling was panic, and my heart dropped. Maybe it was just a bloody nose. Running my hands across my face and through my hair, I soon realized it was much more than a bloody nose. Legs weak, body numb, and a blood pouring past my lips, I knew something was terribly wrong. Struggling to get back on my feet, all I could see were the looks of panic etched across my friends’ faces.

It didn’t take that long because we only lived 40 minutes away in South Lake Tahoe. I was anxious to see my new house. During The whole car ride, my sister and I did handshakes and played games to speed up time. Meanwhile we got to the house. “Wow,” I said when we got there.

As I felt my body awakening, I opened my eyes slowly, blinking away the phosphenes. I looked around my surroundings and felt instant panic. There were no doors or windows; just pure white walls. I leaped up from off the ground and glanced down to the floor; there was blood. My hands were bloody, my clothes were bloody, and everything else was bloody. I knew it wasn’t mine because I was in no way harmed. Suddenly my head was filled with horrific screams; ones that were not my own. I couldn’t shut it off, they just kept screaming. The pain became so intolerable that I too, began to scream. I collapsed onto the hard, white floor. The cries continued until it was all too much to bare and I passed out.

Two years prior to this day, we started what now has become a tradition. Every year for Madi’s birthday, October 25th, we’d stay at Fortune Bay. This year was no different. She had invited me, Cali, Morgan, Hannah, and Chandra. Her party was Saturday and had continued until Sunday night. Due to it being a Sunday night, school was the next morning. Therefore, some of the girls had to leave earlier in the day or that night.

Two days before we left for South Dakota we were getting groceries and clothes ready for our ten day trip, it took forever. The last day of packing we finally left. We spent seven to eight hours in the truck the first day.

When he left Haig to meet and greet all the staff, Doctor Pax strode over to a plain wooden door in

As the sunlight kisses my cheek, I'm astounded to discover I slept after the horrifying nightmare. After stretching out my limbs, I twist my head, expectant to find Alice sleeping peacefully beside me, only to find her side vacant. I sit up, and run a hand through my tousled, matted hair, and gather it together to tie back with the hairband I wear on my wrist. Maybe Alice can help me untangle it later.

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.

through the peephole. He first notices a shiny star badge on a bulky mid 40s man and a big cowboy hat looking down at his shoes.Tanner slowly opens the door see two dark hazel eyes of remorse. He says “ Can I help you officer”

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

For the next six days, I was at the hospital. As soon as I arrived I heard the full story. Julia had gotten into a car accident. She and her friends went to

“Mmm. Pardon. My coffee . . .” She pressed the mute key, cleared her throat, and unmuted. “Please, excuse me.” What was this dribble on her keyboard? Latte drool. Mortified, she wiped her shirt over her chin. At least, he couldn’t see her.

She twirled the keys around her pointer finger before slotting them into the keyhole and locking it, then tucked them back into her jean pocket. She tucked a strand of curly hair that had fallen out of it’s ponytail behind her ear as she turned the sign from open to closed. Turning around, she leaned her back against the shop windows, peered at the rows of flower arrangements along the walls, and sighed. Vivian pulled her apron over her head and hung it back on the tacky, rusted, flower hooks on the wall, then pulled her rolled up sleeves down to her freckled wrists. Just another day, she guessed.

The drive up the mountain was pretty uneventful. Tonia and Sophia live in Asheville; so, my mother, Tina, Danielle, and I met up at my house and we all rode in the Suburban up to Asheville to pick Tonia and Sophia up. When we arrived at their house, we helped them load up their luggage and set off to the cabin. On the way to the cabin we stopped at Ingles to pick up a few groceries and meet with Sophia's father so she could say goodbye. My mother and Tina went into the store to do the shopping while Tonia, Sophia, Danielle, and I talked and hung out with Michael.