A Short Story : A Story?

She was stupid she thought. If she had a modicum of sense she would have told someone, she thought as she went behind the motel, the moon was full and glishing, once upon a time such light meant no monsters should come to prey. The grass was flat and crystallized with ice. There motel had no noise apart from the whistling of the wind, leaves rustling as it passed through the trees.

“Uh, yeah! Sure!” When I knew I was l alone I ran all over town looking for the source of the snow. I finally found it at an abandoned warehouse just outside of town. I waited a couple of seconds before saying something but before I could, someone spoke.

Jack McClane had called the Metropolitan Police. The police had arrived and they became to solve crime. A dark car had pulled over and came out was the chief police.

He reached into his shirt pocket and pulled out a bag of tobacco and some rolling paper. Holding a piece of rolling paper in one hand, he carefully poured a little tobacco onto it. In one quick movement he rolled the paper and tobacco into a perfect cylinder. He put the sack of tobacco and paper back into his pocket and took out a match. He scratched it to existence on the sole of his shoe and used the flame to the tip of the cigarette. He puffed into it and tossed the match away. "Why are you guarding the pass?" William asked again. "information is around that Dirty Dan the cattle thief is gonna try to steal some of my cattle. He patted an imaginary holster at his side, "And I

“He is a prime suspect of grand theft auto, and there is video evidence of it. Please do not ask me again.”

Talking with each of the people. “Have you seen any suspicious figures?” Everyone would answer no. It seemed that no one saw a single thing. It was time after that to check around the bodies. One of the officer’s called out “Found something!” The detective quickly walked over, “What did you find?” As he looked down he would see a piece of a tuxedo. With each of the men wearing one that was questioned, it seemed one of them did it. “An odd coincidence.” On the drive back to the precinct the detective thought about all the things in his head. “There was the piece of the tuxedo missing, but both men wore one. Only thirty five men had access, three questions, and one let go. Two murders, no connection…Random…?” The detective had his answer by that time. As he walked into the precinct he had both men put into the interrogation room. “So who did it..?” Neither one of them answered. “Let me see your Tuxedo.” They showed him, with each of them having a piece missing… “So who is holding out..? Who did it?” Both of them looked at each other. “So, it was both of you, hmm?” Their faces went red mostly out of fear. Everyone in the room went silent, while the detective had handcuffs placed onto their hands. He would fully wander if they had actually done it together, or if it was just one of them. “Another day’s work completed.” He thought… “Another day’s

INTRODUCTION: A bank robber has just stolen 20,000 dollars from a heavily guarded bank. The guards were able to give a description. Once they realize who this man is, they are flabbergasted. His notoriety is uncalled for, he’s top 5 on the FBI’S most wanted list! Will they be able to track him down?

Late at night, on the 30th of November, I [ Lewis Davidson] was sitting on my comfortable sofa listening to all the breaking news, as usual. Then suddenly, the news reporter exclaimed ‘’ A dreadful murder was taken place at Stanley Street, the crime they say took place an hour ago,’’ Just then, my phone rang, it was my sidekick [Smith] ‘’Did you hear the news about the murder in Stanley Street,’’ he asked. ‘’ Yes, I did. Looking at the pictures the murderer is a deadly killer.’’ I replied. I was eager to know the rest of the news, but unfortunately, the power went off and I sat on my sofa thinking about what I saw on the news. On Thursday morning around 10am, there was a big bang on my door, I pondered on who it could be when I looked there were lots of police officers staring at me. The head of the police department asked me if I can solve the Stanley Street mystery, I thought to myself is another chance to show off my detective skills person. I agreed happily. I had yet again another exciting mystery to solve.

“Well kid you may have just solved a mystery that has deceived the police for years,” spoke one of the men.

The next morning I woke up next to Carl and I rolled over and kissed him on the cheek then got up to check on Judith.As I walked down the hallway and into her room I was thinking of how dad told me about mom. I found her sitting up in her crib. "Hey there sweetheart!" I said excitedly I walked over and picked her up out of the crib and placed a kiss on her cheek."Okay baby girl I'·ma go make breakfast." I carried her downstairs and placed her in her high chair. I started washing dishes from last nights dinner then decided to start breakfast for everyone. While it was cooking I sat there feeding Judith a small bowl of applesauce then suddenly there was a knock on the door. I put the spoon down and answered the door it was Ron. "Hey Ron, what's up?" I asked."Hey can I come in and talk to you for a minute?" He asked in reply. I stepped aside and opened the door a little more and said "Yeah, We'll just need to be quiet Rick, and Carl are still asleep I'm making breakfast and watching Judith." We walked back into the kitchen and I checked on the food then turned to Ron. "What did you need to talk ab-?" Before I could finish my sentence Ron's lips crashed on mine and I was taken back for a minute not really knowing what to do but I melted into it eventually kissing back then I thought of Carl and pulled apart from Ron looking at him shocked. “Ron what was that all about?” I asked as he sat down and He replied. “Bailey since the day I met you I can’t get you out of my head.” “Ron

It was the summer going into fourth grade. Waking up that morning my mom, short with brown curly hair, surprised me with a big box that had come from the mail. She said “Your aunt Claire from Colorado sent you some new clothes to have.” I opened the box and came to find a whole bunch of different clothes like tank tops, shorts, and bathing suits. I had noticed that there were doubles of some of the clothes.

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.

As I take a breath, the warm May air filled my lungs. The golden wheat fields surrounding my wooden farmhouse glistened as the Oklahoma sun hit it. I watch as Mama brings some bread to Papa, her own mother, and I. The umbrellas covering the four of our heads were doing all we could ever ask for, to keep us relaxed and from thinking about all of the drama and rumors that can quickly spread around our little town, because there has been a problem with that lately. We all sat outside quietly and just watched the sky for any birds. At only 9 a.m., it was a bit cloudy and the sky seemed a little darker than usual but it still felt almost the same but not quite. I decided to break the awkward silence by saying something.

The fire then came back as if it was a magic candle on a birthday cake and the squad fired again this time harder and it distinguished the fire. Every one of the squad went back into the truck in shame. Everyone kept on blaming themselves for the damage but then a police chief, Mr. Tanser, called them

Lily replied, “I don’t know who this man is but I don’t know why he gave me money then talked about how people were