A Short Story : A Story?

She got up and walked into another room. The house was way bigger than the family units and was filled with objects and tools I’ve never seen before. While she was gone, I just watched Gabriel sleeping, cuddled up in the blanket. Before she returned, I fell asleep myself.

It was 5 A.M. and my thoughts were everywhere. I kept tossing and turning, desperately trying to fall asleep, but knowing I couldn't. I finally slipped out of bed, carefully so that I wouldn't wake up Olivia, and proceeded to walk down the stairs. I sat down on the living room couch and exhaled deeply as I stared into the sunroof.

Too tired to even make it upstairs, she gathered the soft pillows to her chest and gave herself up to sweet oblivion. As she drifted deeper and deeper into sleep, a dream of Sean and Lacey flitted in and out of her consciousness.

"What's happening?" she asked, but this time her words were heavy, and became intense. I stood up for a moment, meeting her eyes with mine. I let out a sigh as I glided down the wall and sat down. "Nothing," I whispered. "Go back to sleep while you can." I could see her tremble as she pulled the rotten cloth over her head and turn to her side, ignoring the stench and forcing herself to fall asleep.

Although Audra wanted to remain alert and enjoy the ride to the seaside home, drowsiness claimed her and she nodded off with her head resting against Maxen’s shoulder. She was vaguely aware of him pulling up their blanket up to her chin, but then fell into a deep slumber with peace in her heart and the welcome sense she was loved and protected.

His body tensed up at the mere idea of having her in such an intimate way. Adam knew it would be something of dreams, or so it would seem to him as he had been dreaming of her all his life. "I've been told its quiet...pleasurable." he explained as gentlemanly as he could. "I like that, we are each other’s savior." he spoke as his hands gently stroked over her warm curves. He kept them on her and side, but the urge to explore further was still there. Thankfully he had enough control to not spoil the moment, "Then let us spend the rest our time together feeling what we can. I admit I may be slow in that regard. I have not felt anything in such a long time; it is hard to remember what these feelings are. Hard to explain them, but I don't want them to stop." he admitted as his lips brushed over the curve of her ear as his sense took in all they could, if only to keep him from forgetting anything about

Through boarded windows, I saw darkness. It felt like no time had passed from the beginning of the night. Morning had yet to come. I squinted, feeling uncomfortable as Alex breathed into my mouth. His hands were placed against the sides of my head to hold me still. I inhaled through my nose and he found my eyes. I wondered how long he had been doing that. I couldn’t be weirded out because I could barely breathe.

“Maybe we should sleep; it’s been a long day.” Lucinda said, Hayley agreed and fell into her bed, “Goodnight.”

The sun kissed Ileana's cheeks, making her wake up from her pleasant dream. She grumbled as she sat up, and she almost screamed when she realized where she was. Hearing rustling from her side, she looked over and saw Julian sleeping peacefully.

In The River, Gabriel experienced the loss of his father which tremendously “shook” his life. This sorrow continued for many years and “turned his life around”. He no longer was the adventurous Gabriel he was the sad and quiet Gabriel. But later on in his life, he ended up with the joy of going back to his father’s company and where he worked and where Gabriel was raised. As a result of the sad event of his father's death, he got the happy life he deserved with Tabitha.

We ran. We ran as fast as we possibly could. We both heard the Scanners coming for us. We were all too familiar with the alarm-like sound produced by the Scanners. We instantly grabbed each other's hands for comfort and support, and seemingly took thousands of turns. Finally, we came across an abandoned farm and quickly hid inside the old barn. In this quiet, uninhabited atmosphere, Gabriel turned and looked at me, and flashed that beautiful smile he always shows when he's around me. One thing I've always noticed about him is his deep, ocean blue eyes, always filled with so much life and energy.

The murmur of voices and raucous laughter wafting up the stairs, interupted his fitful dreaming. Rolling over in his cot, he listened intently for a particular feminine voice; relief flooding his body as recognition dawned. "She 's back! Finally!!" The knot of anxiety he was carrying unfurled, almost making him giddy. She had been out of contact too long this time, and both he and Sister Sarah had been worrying themselves senseless over her.

The first thing she did when she entered the room was take a shower. She had never thought she would miss the presence of a tub and hot water. Steam filled the small room and Clary relished the smell of the bar of soap on the sill below her and the shampoo provided that spread an aroma of pomegranate and cherry. She sighed and leaned her forehead against the wall so that the showerhead was spraying droplets of water on her back.

It was a normal day at the Williams house at 7:30 a.m. on a Saturday morning. Tim Williams was a small, muscular little boy who had brown hair that spiked up in the front. Tim was like any other twelve year old boy in the little town of Watermill he loved playing sports. ( 1. ) Tim had so much sports equipment in his room along with shoes and clothes all over the floor, he didn't know what to do with it all. Tim was just watching cartoons eating waffles when his mother walked in with a furious look on her face. She told Tim that it was about time he go upstairs and clean his room. Tim started up upstairs with a slow walk as if he wouldn't have to do it if he walked slowly. As he made his way upstairs he already knew what he was about to get into.

"Enjoy your nap, sexy..." Daniel slowly made himself comfortable on the couch and just as he settled in a position he liked, Spencer's body slumped into his arms. Daniel, clearly not minding it at all, wrapped his arm over his chest and laid his head back. Dosing off, he could feel the rise and fall of Spencer's chest, so soothing and rythmic all in his hands.