A Short Story : A Story?

"Enough with the hesitation. Just do it," the boss pressed on. His voice was filled with so much venom and hatred that it sent

Mrs.Chipley and Sally are at the front door soaking wet the moon was so close I felt like I could touch it. We knocked on the door someone was opening the door.

Later that day I got off of work and went to see my mother in the hospital I said “Hi mom how are you feeling today.” She said in a dreadful voice

Leaving the motel on Highway 74 around 3:00 o’clock, Marlene drove faster than usual to get home ahead of Jerry and Andrew. Smiling, her thought lingered on the last few hours spent with her lover. Pulling into the garage, Marlene parked her Mercedes, brushed her hair put on fresh lipstick, before going into the house, relieved she was home when her husband and father-in-law arrived. Wanting to surprise them, she went into the kitchen to make a pot of coffee, sat down at the counter and glanced through the mail.

Her grandmother knew she wouldn’t come to the door because, assuming she was asleep, whenever she tried to rouse her awake she’d never answer.

The sweet smell of soul food met them as came up the walkway to his mother’s front screen door. He pulled at the door, but the latch held it closed. “Mom!” he hollered, and he saw her come out from the kitchen.

The plan was for my mom to get home from her trip, unpack and repack her clothes then relax a little till I came home from school and then we would be on our way; to what I expected to be the best weekend. My mom and I toured the city like it was our first time there ever; like we didn’t live and hour away. We were having out dinner reminiscing about what a wonderful day we had. All until we were interrupted by a phone call from my dad. My mom was still joking and in a senseless mood when she started talking to my dad. Suddenly

“Watch it Tyrek!”I cry.Tyrek just smiles and runs off.I rub my shin,moaning.Tyrek sprinted back with two popsicles,one cherry which I take,and the other lime,which he keeps. “What?Is little miss June mad?”Tyrek crooned.”Oh shut up will you?” I say,licking my already-melting popsicle. We live right next to each other,so we visit each other by opening the loose wooden panel in the gate and letting ourselves in or out.Right now we're sitting on Tyrek’s porch my pet dog, or our dog, Sprinkles in between us.”So,what are you going to do after school this year?”Tyrek asks. ”Well,I might be joining the newspaper,I mean like,be a writer or something.” Me and Tyrek are now moving from Martin Luther Jr. elementary to Martin Luther Jr. Middle school.Kind of a coincidence if you think about it. “I should have known,” Tyrek says. “What do you mean?”. “I mean,I knew you would have done something as boring as doing stories for the newspaper and whatnot.”. “Really?Then what are you gonna do?” I ask,a smug smile on my face.But it quickly fades away when I see the other June,or Corky,as I like to call her,walking toward us. “Oh hey Tyrek!” she says. “I just wanted to give you an invitation to totally FAB birthday party!”. “Oh hello June!” Corky says,a sooo fake smile on her face. “I would like to invite you to my B-day,but um.. oops!I guess I have no more!” Corky,said twirling her short curls.Notice I’m still using her nickname..ha! “Ok Cor- I mean June.I never wanted to come anyway,” I say a

The woman smiled, tucking a fly strand of blonde hair behind her ear. “I’m sure you all had a lovely bus ride here. Now, before we can get inside we just have a few things we need from you. As I’m sure you’ve noticed by now, there’s a line of tents along the fence. We will be splitting you all up by last names and assigning you to one of the tents. Once you get to the tent, the wonderful people there will explain the rest to you!”

I was on the edge of my seat in that movie too bad it ended with a cliffhanger. Cody was right next to me and he had fallen asleep on my shoulder. I woke him up and we had left the theater he yanked my arm back and said “Kate, I left my phone in that theater can you go get while I run to the bathroom?”

His father sneered at him from his wingback chair in his study, a snifter of brandy in his hand. Draco knew when he returned home that he’d missed dinner, but he was hoping his father would be in a less surly mood about it.

The sun bakes down across her shoulders as she trudges forward. With every kick, a bit of sand flies upward into Nix's eyes. Her arms burn with exertion and her legs scream with every single step she takes. There's nothing around her but a myriad of sand. Two backpacks are tied on her shoulders, but they feel like boulders, weighing her down. Nix grinds her bicuspids into powder, pure stubbornness giving her the strength to keep going. She wasn't going to die out here; she wouldn't give those monsters the satisfaction. So she kept walking, each step strengthening her spirit, yet draining her body. No matter what happened, she would continue.

He stood in scrappy clothing, battered and dirty, holding a large wad of crisp green paper in his dirt stained hand. He stared at the money in his hand, then slowly raised his gaze to the garbage filled alley before him; deserted except for one other man. He was impossibly tall; dressed in a crisp three piece suit with polished black leather shoes. The sound of his shoes clicking on the garbage stained pavement was steady like the sound of the rain. There was no doubt about it- it was the man from earlier that day. Ezra stood frozen with indecision. Should he keep the money? Should he return it? He knew he had to make a choice. Turning, he fled down the street into the empty night sky.

myself breakfast suddenly I hear a knock at the door and as I went to open it I see Liam standing there with a box “ merry christmas “ he said “ you shouldn’t have gotten me anything” I told him “just open the box” he said and there was a ring made of gold with little snowflakes around it, “ it’s beautiful but why would you get me this “ I ask him “ the ring is made from a special type of gold and the snowflakes represents the times we have been together” he tells me. “It’s lovely thank you but I have gotten anything for you” I tell him , “ it’s okay the best gift you could gave me is being mine” he replied. As the years went on I started to wonder what happened that night that I pass out as I start to remember i start to feel this weird but powerful energy and I let out this loud scream and as I look up into the sky little snowflakes start to fall down and the sky starts to get dark that’s where adam came in a hurry and tells me that he has to talk to me. “ what the hell adam it’s been two years since we seen each other and know you just want to talk if like nothing didn’t happened” I told him, “ I know but you don’t know why I stop talking to you” he said “ the only thing thing I remember is that liam told me that you didn’t want to be my friend and that hurt but you know what hurt the most that you told liam instead of talking to me” I replied , “ that’s not what happened Liam lied to you he told you those lies so that he could keep you to himself” he said “ what the

Jumping off Steve’s motorcycle, Curbie kisses her father’s cheek before running into the front door of school, literally. Groaning she picks herself up from the ground, and opens the glass door. Running in she quickly slides and gets past the incoming traffic of high school halls. Upon reaching her locker she sees the familiar brown hair head of her best friend. "Peter!" She yells reaching him and launching herself on his back. "Hello best friend." She gives him a cheeky smile while resting her chin on his shoulder.