A Short Story : A Story?

“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.

The light was shining on Evangeline's face as she opened her eyes. Her head was throbbing and as she looked around her, she didn't know where she was at. It wasn't until she saw Mason and Casey sleeping beside her on the pillows that she remembered everything. The dancing and food and the new hideout. The alcohol and the laughing. The bright light. The loud noises. Everything. The world has died back to normal, no longer having the sharp clarity it had the night before. Her mouth was really dry though, so she climbed down the ladder, trying not to wake the others. She quietly crept to the mini-fridge in the corner of the room and pulled out a glass of water. They didn't have any Tylenol, so this would have to do for now. She ungraciously chugged the bottle of water and sighed, plopping down on the nearest beanbag and closing her eyes.

All around me was darkness. Everywhere I looked, darkness. I heard nothing. But all of a sudden I heard my name. “Jacob, Jacob, JACOB!” I opened his eyes to find my brother shaking, and yelling at me. “What?” “Hi Jake!” He walks out of the room to go to the PlayBox. I looked at the ceiling to find the time, 8:51, and the date, August 10th 2035.

As the sun was rising the RV returned in the same spot that it was before parked right in front of us. The door flew open and Dad came flying out the door.Negan then spoke "Let me ask you something, Rick. Do you even know what that little trip was about?" Dad didn't know how to answer him and was looking around in shock and disbelief. Negan then yelled "Speak when you're spoken to." Which made me jump at the sudden elevation in his voice. Dad said "Okay, Okay." Negan said "It was about the way you looked at me I wanted to change that.I wanted you to understand.But you're still looking at me the same damn way like I shit in your scrambled eggs, and that's not gonna work. So do I give you another chance?" Dad said "Yeah." Negan laughed and said "Alright.And here it is -- the grand-prize game. What you do next will decide whether your crap day becomes everyone's last crap day or just another crap day. Get some guns to the back of their heads.Now level with their noses, so if you have to fire it'll be a real mess."Negan pointed to Carl and said "Kid right here. Kidnow." Carl got up and walked over to Negan and as Carl walked over to him Negan smiled at me. Then he looked back at Carl and said "You a southpaw?" Carl asked "Am I a what?" Negan rephrased "You a lefty?" Carl said "No." "Negan said "Good." and he took off his belt and wrapped it around Carl's arm and asked "That hurt?" "No." Carl replied. Negan had a smile on his face and said "Should. It's supposed to. Alright get

Ringing the doorbell several times, Karen screamed, pounding on the door, she yelled, “Wake up Dan. Wake up, Dan! I need your help.”

My eyes slightly open to the bright light in front of me. What happened last night? i look up slowly opening my squinted eyes. thats not my ceiling... i look over and see a dark skined back. Oh right..

The sun shines down on the group, causing them to stir. Mary is the first one awake. She rubs her eyes and groans softly before sitting up. It takes a minute for her eyes to adjust to the light but when she does, she immediately sees a man sitting by the burning fire they put out the night before. He has black hair, a slight tan and is dressed entirely in a black suit. His eyes are a deep red. The sword that Selison was so terrified of is strapped to his waist.

“There’s been an accident,” Noah Baker heard his eldest brother Keith breath into the phone. His breathe suddenly stops. Noah’s heart started pounding in his chest looking for an escape. Beads of sweat start to form on his face. He don’t know if it was because he ran out of school the second the last bell rung or because he was scared. “Noah, can you hear me?” Keith asked. Noah ignored the callings of bye from his friends. Using his left hand to cover his left ear, Noah’s other hand press his phone to his ear.

I woke up to the sound of a heart monitor keeping a steady beat and the back of my neck burning up. Was I in a hospital? Opening my eyes, I quickly shut them again. “Ugh” I grunted closing them tight as my head pounded with pain.

Kate whipped her head around to see who the owner of that voice was. She felt relief and joy when she saw it was Mr. Jacks who followed her. Maybe he will escape with her. Mr. Jacks stood less than 10 feet away and his dog sat by his feet, his tail wagging.

Gavin hands me a cup with a lid,wrote on a piece of tape says ‘Gavin A.’ “Well if this doesn't work let me know,I’m next door after all” I kiss him on the cheek. “Thank you for your...um...contribution...” He blushes and touches the spot where I kissed him. “It's no problem.I mean it's our duty to society,so what do I do now?” “Well I was about to go to the store...so I guess leave maybe?” He gives me a hug, turns to leave but stops “Hey if you ever need a friend I do live next door so maybe if it's OK with you,we can have lunch sometime?”I nod,smiling,he leaves. I head to the bathroom and look in the mirror. I take down my braids.My brown hair is a mess,it's wild and untamed. It's curly because the braids I had in earlier. My blue eyes become an ocean as I began to sob thinking about my family. I turn on the shower.

Shaking, I stand up, trying to steady my body and my mind. I make my way across the lot back onto the street. I start towards my house once again.

Yuri stood outside the shop, watching his prey with an evil grin. He had waited long enough.

My eyes widen in astonishment to hear we're the ones making her feel nervous, I'm practically quaking in my shoes. With faltering steps, Alice lead us towards the empty sofa, where we sit close together. Though the fire radiates enough heat to fill the room, I feel the chill around us emitting from the ice queen. A set of icy hands holds me to my seat, yet my spontaneous eyes gaze at the curious couple entertaining us this evening.

I woke up half asleep the alarm blared and as the red numbers glimmered, 5:00 am time to start the day. Jeffrey was already awake starting the chores. I reached out to grab my crying little ball of warmth “Good morning Bessie” I said. The crying stopped and I wiped the tears from her face and she yawned. Groggily I walked to the kitchen just as Jeffrey was coming in the front door. I smiled at him but the expression on his face showed pure terror.