A Short Story : A Story?

The boy lay there next to his father keeping each other warm from the chilling atmosphere where they set camp. The air was so moist it turned the dirt into damp mud and the boy could feel his sleeping bag submerge into it. The intimidating glare of an owl examining him sent a tingle up his spine. The sounds of bugs chiming filled the ambience, killing the silence giving him a sense of security. He looked up at the twilight sky illuminated by the blinding shimmer of the full moon gleaming through the forest trees over him. Surrounding it was an array of glimmering stars prompting the sky alive. As his body grew accustomed to the environment, each natural attribute gave him comfort and allowed him to slowly fall into a deep sleep.

Ever lonely star I see above me, is like a lonely person waiting for another star to come along. As another star comes along it shines that bright that there isn’t no other to compare with. He was the brightest star in the night, others seemed dull by comparison. Non-stop conversations began, and I started losing sleep. I got excite,a feeling I haven’t felt for a long time. We had even given each other nicknames, Blancss and Nakss, who had shared adventures, and a song that was randomly picked, Counting Stars.

Darkness surrounds the evening sky. The stars were peeking out from their dark home. It looked as if God took a straight pin, poked a sheet of paper with tiny holes. Crickets softly played their symphony as the world slept. James laid in his bunk, staring off into the darkness. He wondered what the day had in store for him. The night watchman quietly walked his route, like a thief in the night.

Fixing his eyes on the place where the light had shone down he searched for stars, clouds, the slightest hint of moonlight, yet found nothing, and shutting his eyes again, resolved to sleep until daylight. Before the numbness could swallow him, a crawling sensation on his right calf alerted him to the presence of some creature lurking there, a small animal with strength, insect or lizard. With a simultaneous kick of his right foot and flail of his left arm, he managed to smack it off, then laid as still as possible till the fire in his bones subsided. Sleep overtook him, smiling in the dark. He could

“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.

Brodie smiled, closed his eyes and made a very special wish. When he opened his eyes again, there was a brand new bright, twinkling star in the sky.

The shrill buzzing of the alarm clock startled Adrian and he fell from bed landing on the ground. As he lay on the cold, hard floor, the warm glow of the sun gave him a sense of relief after experiencing a devilish nightmare. It seemed no matter how many times he dreamt it; it still terrified him.

On the walk to the car, we pause to soak in the night’s sky. The moon is half-full with stars that twinkle as diamonds. Malcolm takes my hand and holds it tight. “It feels like old times” I whisper. And add, “As promised, the Universe delivers.”

It was the second day at sea, and they had been stuck in a big storm. It had struck on the first five kilometres out to sea. Thomas was standing by the railing of the ship, letting the spray hit his face. He looked up at the starry skies, and his heart skipped a beat. Was he imagining it or not? The stars were moving and forming shapes. No, they where forming words: “Destruction will hit tonight at midnight. Beware, Thomas!”

Quiet and reverent, no music in the car, following the direction of the GPS carefully, his mind was well set. It was six in the morning. The outside was still dark. Every other vehicle he could see was a rocket. Every other sound he heard besides his own car’s was a rocket’s explosion. This rocket jubilee began turning to a bitterness when the direction of the GPS changed, and he got on a road with no lights, the darkness was not yet eradicated completely. It was no more a town but a road in the middle of the bush. The only light showing the

As she soon came to find, he was quite different than her. She lived to discover, to fill her never ceasing curiosity. She went on for hours about her lasts findings while he listened and gasped along with it. They spent so many nights under the stars, drawing out lions and fish among the constellations. His favorite time was the day, he loved the sun and the way the world lit up. She loved the night for everything was dark so they could watch the

And I recruited Nathan, Williams older brother, to be a junior astronaut boy and make mobiles of glowing planets and stars to hang in his room. I’ll admit half the idea was William’s, he just never realized it. Over the months that followed, we did some more reading; more or less, Nathan and I made him do some more reading. Slowly but surely, the astronaut boy began to return and the white walls of that hospital became a canvas for his imagination. The books seemed to be keeping my best friend himself as he went through treatments and appointments. The walls around his heart, soul, and imagination belonged to the pages of books he had cherished and protected. Those pages became ramparts and the astronaut boy became a knight at the ripe age of ten years

As he yanked his daughter through the house doorway, the girl stole one last look at the woods and the stars and breathed deeply, taking one last breath of the hibiscuses’ scent. For a moment, she imagined holding her breath forever, letting the world grow dark with one last inhalation of purity and freedom. She glimpsed the illuminating stars, allowing herself to capture their image in her mind. Freedom grasped her hand, and let go slowly, as the dying man does to life.

As the midnight hour was approaching, Catherine was getting ready for bed when Agnes busted in the room. “Cathy! You have to come outside and see this now!” Agnes dragged Catherine out of her bed and out of the door. “Look!” she said pointing towards the sky. “What is that?!”

Suddenly he couldn’t think of what to do. He felt a terrible pain come from his head. It kept growing and growing. Then everything went black. He found himself on a strange planet, overlooking the sea. The waves calmly crashing on the shore. The sun sending it’s powerful waves down on him. Warming him. Making him feel like everything is perfect. A beautiful woman passed by him. She had brilliant blonde hair that billowed in the wind. She was thin. Dressed in the finest robes. Similar to the ones he was wearing. She stopped next to me, looking at the ruins of a small building. We reached out and lifted a boulder that was blocking the door