A Short Story : A Story?

Tye screamed as the blue football fell from her head, and onto the ground. “I’m so sorry” said a male voice,and one unfamiliar one. Tye looked down at the concrete that looked like it had been paved one day ago. “It’s just fine” she said faintly, and started making her way to the entrance of RiverDale middle school. The hallways were crowded it was no where near close to the elementary atmosphere, as Tye looked up at the clock it read 6:55. She only had five minutes to get to class Tye thought as she got to crumpled schedule out from her backpack,and began to walk it fell to her attention that it was rush time. Voices faded and it was just the movement of people trying to get to their homeroom. “I don't want to get trampled” Tye thought as she slipped into the bathroom and waited

He left the office and went straight to the bedroom. He was going to see if there was anything that he could change into, but he immediately just collapsed on the bed.

The restaurant was a typical family place. It was in a valley alongside a busy, steeply sloped street in a northwest suburb. It seemed protected somehow—ensconced, grounded, stable in the earth. Paul, hardly able to believe he was doing this, pulled into the parking lot. Shaking his head he made his way in.

It was that jolly time of the year again and of course Stan and Roger were arguing over who would be on the naughty list.

“You did, and I decided that I don’t give a crap. Now come with me girly. Surly someone of your looks wouldn’t be dressed like that and not be trying to get laid?” A guy said grabbing her arm.

The cold January night was leaden with fog and street lights seemed to stream like golden rays. A woman sat slumped in her bed, her belly drooped from each side of the bed as the television’s flickering white light glowed against her face and against the walls. There was no light bulb hanging from the ceiling just a wire. Magazines, dirty plates and burn marks scattered themselves densely across the carpet. Upon the walls was a dark brown-gray glue, smelling of smoke. She had been accustom to this manor of living for years now.

“Stop, stop, our satellite is telling us that the ancient pyramid is below us us!” I

The desert wind whipped loose tendrils of Madeline’s blonde hair around her face as they stepped onto the tarmac in Cairo. She tied a light blue scarf around her head, the ends fluttering just outside her view. She had chosen to wear a loose fitting white shirt and light blue pants and she was glad she had. It was a billion degrees here!

In an alleyway riddled with trash laid a man barely conscious of the world. Beneath his back, seeping all around him was his life. Reaching his bloody fingers up to trace the edges of a nonexistent face. " Serenity," he rasped. "Serenity," he rasped again.

Wake up Jax, wake up! This was the first thing I heard before a hefty bucket of water was discarded on to me. I woke up with distraught, complaining that it was a Saturday and that I needed more sleep. I turned on my phone, noticing that the date on the screen read May 7, 2022. That was when I realized, today is going to be one of the biggest days for me. I am going to be taking both my Math and English SAT. I felt ready, yet I also had an uneasy feeling stuck inside me. I had been studying for the past 3 months, taking PSAT’s and what not. I didn’t have to go to my school to take the SAT’s for another 3 hours, so I decided, why not take a little nap before I go? JAX, IT’S 1:15 PM, YOU ARE GOING TO MISS YOUR SAT’S! “This is just a dream,” I thought, “I’m going to keep sleeping, there’s no way I slept more than 3 hours already.” Then it came, Slap!

As I returned from my walk I hear voices, her voice seemed different; like she was relaxed and happy for once. I slammed the door open,”What are you doing,” I screamed. While grabbing the first thing I could find, two glass bottles, and stormed over to Van and whatever her name is.”You should learn that I always get my way. Be quiet and don’t fight me. You will be fine if you do what I tell you to do when I tell you.”I lifted up the first bottle and struck her first, but as it shattered over her head I heard a shriek of a high pitched noise right before she passed out. I stumbled back, stunned that such a horrid noise could come from such a small being. I just stared at her; she looked sad, but what did I care, this was fun. I picked up the other bottle and started to walk towards Van, he just looked at me and said,”Please no, please.” He was out within seconds of being hit.

My eyes open to the sound of birds through my open bedroom window, only to find an empty and peaceful house. As a curious 7 year old I quickly walk out of my room, down the hall and into the living room. Sitting on the couch is my grandma, sitting there with the sole purpose of telling me my mom went into labor last night and is currently at the hospital. Jumping with joy, I go back into my room and get ready to go meet my new brother! After I am changed and my teeth are brushed I get some things together to keep my occupied throughout the day because my grandma told me today would be a very long one. I grab my shoes and walk out the door and to my grandma’s car. As I grab the door handle to hop into the back seat, I think back to the wonderful days I had spent in Disneyland, a couple weeks earlier, when I was still an only child, something that will never be again.

As I look out my window, all I see is a deep, dark void. Then my eyes adjust. Sparkling lights slowly appear out of the blank. I look to my left, and see a brown marble, the size of my fingernail. I look back inside the ship. Machines buzz, buttons click, the engine hums. The symphony of sounds slowly faded into faint white noise.

Pick up the pencils Jeremy!" Mrs. Martin sneered, "pick them up right now!" Enveloped in a blanket of space and darkness, Jeremy could hear nothing but the small voices inside of him, and he had no idea that his teacher was trying to speak. Unaware of everyone's presence in the room, Jeremy continued to stare at the ground and mutter to himself. Finally, Mrs. Martin lightly grabbed onto his shoulders and shook him gently. As if waking up from a bad dream, Jeremy jerked from side to side, reaching for anything that would protect him.

.Zane looks at me and says, “Hey Alex, let’s go do something different.”i look back at him ‘’ok like what’’ zane said ‘’I don't know what do you think we should do’’ I look at him with a puzzled look and say ‘’maybe we could go get some friends’’ he looked at me then we looked at each other then he said ‘’sounds fine to me’’ we called some people we knew like, Dan and Jeremiah.