A Short Story : A Story Of The Story

The story opens to a local park the kids are all in their own little world hanging out with each other. Kameron is not at the park he is working since it’s only him and Kory.

There was once twin sisters, who had brown silky hair and long, dark, beautiful eyelashes. The two twins were abandoned in their house when they were six months old. They stayed alive for a year in the same house with no one to care for them. When they were two years old, they started to wander out of the house. Someone saw them, so, the orphanage took in the lonely children and named them Caroline and Madeline. The orphanage had a mean owner and the building was falling apart because the owner did not want to spend money on maintenance.

Evan felt sick to his stomach the entire evening. Something was wrong, very definitely wrong, and he couldn’t explain how. His insides twisted and the plate in front of him seemed to morph before his eyes from mildly appetizing to a lumpy mush.

It was a cold rainy night. The wind was deadly as sharp blades skimming past my face. The floor was slippery as an eel.

It was a summer day in July, the sun was shining bright and you could see the heat waves in the air. My friends Caleb, Javon, and I were heading to the mall. We were there for five minutes when we heard someone yell “Stop!” We turned and saw it was an officer, before we knew it we were all running. Caleb was in front with me and Javon trailing. I turned to look back at the officer he was overweight and his white uniform was already sticking to his body due to him sweating. We turned a corner and went inside a bathroom. We all looked at each other and started laughing. “Why’d you run?” I asked Caleb

I could use, so I just did one on John Cusack, he’s my favorite actor.”

“ Alright today's the day were going on goliath” My dad said.I was really scared because at the time I never rode a rollercoaster with a huge drop. The drop was at a 90° angle and there was a bunch of loops in it. When My dad and I got into the line he asked me what row I wanted to go in. I told him “Not the back, and Not the Front, so let's go in the middle.” Of course he didn't listen to me and we went in the front row. I still told him no but we did it anyways. When we got into the front seat there was no handles in the front there was just one on the side of our seat for each person. The front of the cart was pretty far away so it felt like nothing was in front of us. Once I was buckled in my dad said to me, “What pose should we do for the picture?” We picked a pose but i'm not really sure what it was. Then the person who ran the ride asked all of us if we were ready, and we all shouted,Yes!. Then the cart started moving. I was kind of scared but also really excited. When we started heading to the top I put my hands up and was ready for the drop. When we got all the way to the top the cart stopped and I told my dad, “Are we Stuck?” Then right when he was about to answer the cart went down at a 90° angle the roller coaster went around and around and when the picture came we did a pose and It was really successful there was more loops and the cart went underground for a little bit. Then the cart slowed down I was sad because the ride was so fun. I told my dad, “I want to

It was a lazy day for Mary and I when I asked the question ,“What is on these papers?”. “Nothing that matters just leave them alone.” She replies. She goes to her closet to look for a movie. I go for the papers to see what they say. I reach for them and I am about to start reading them when she spots me opening them up. “Meaghan stop!” she yells.

Click. Click. The sound of a car door locking outside. Malaya ran to the window. A police car parked out front. She grabbed her book The Fault in our Stars and pretended to read, with the words popping out like a jack and the box. Oh no. Please not again!

Gran sat on her living room couch and stared at the front door, fearing Zach would never return, but also fearing he would. She spread her hands around the Cartier jewelry box, knowing she should’ve told the truth about the watch, but once the secrets and lies got their grips into her, for right or wrong, the stories persevered.

It was an absolute disaster. I pinch my face in disgust as I pick up one of the gooey clumps that were supposed to resemble sugar cookies.

“What the hell were you thinking Genevieve?!” Sophia looked up the moment that she heard her father’s loud and angry voice. She was shocked for a moment. Not that he was angry with her and yelling. But because she wasn’t sure what she did this time to cause him to come angry enough to find her and start yelling. She knew that she wasn’t loved by anyone in this family. She was a horrible mistake. A mistake that came out of a drunk one night stand that meant nothing. “I don’t know what you’re talking about Sir,” She mumbled the last word. Knowing if she didn’t show complete respect she’d be slapped if not worse. She looked slightly to the right and saw her step-mother and one of her older half-siblings. At first she didn’t think anything of it. Aurora was being comforted by her mother as she sobbed. It wasn’t strange. Her siblings, especially her older sisters, loved getting her into trouble for things that she hadn’t done. “What the fuck is wrong with you?!” He screamed as he shoved a magazine at her face, so close that she couldn’t make anything out. Sophia wanted to come up with a sarcastic reply. Or even call him out for being a jerk or a horrible father. Except she could remember exactly what that would result in. And Sophia really didn’t want to deal with the bruises.

(No one saw the agent place a small device under the bumper of the van and then slip back into the bushes)

“Ugh, go away!”,yelled Sarah to her little brother. Wait you don't know who these people are, well then let me introduce them to you.This story is about a little family who lived in a small house in New York City. This family consisted of the mom, the dad, Sarah the big sister who we were just talking about, and Sammy the little brother which we were also talking about. Anyway, Sarah is a sixteen-year-old girl who loves music, talking to her friends, and being on social media. Sammy, on the other hand, is a seven-year-old boy who loves magic, talking to his sister, and socializing with everyone around him. As I said Sammy loves talking to his sister and this is where the problem of the story comes in.

When you watch superhero movies and read comic books you think “that's crazy” and “that stuff would never happen” but what I am about to tell you did happen and it all started on a early saturday morning around 9:30 am.