A Short Story : A Story?

In a world far far away there was a boy in desperate need of some after school activities. This boy went by the name of Cameron. His journey of finding fun began when he switched schools for the fourth time in four years. Cameron changed schools so much it became hard for him to make any real friends, until one day he almost gave up hope and there he was. The hero spoke with a stern voice reminiscing about the glorious adventures and journeys he had had. Then Cameron walked up he stopped and gazed upon the man and the man asked the lad would he like to have adventures, life full filling quests, and make lots of new friends in the process. The young fellow asked the hero what he meant and the ecstatic man shouts out “The Boy Scouts of America!”

Casey awoke in a tired frenzie attempting to figure out just where he was, how he got there, and why. He was clearly

The sun was high in the sky, gleaming down on us. The air was breezy, but not cold. The day was ordinary, or so it seemed. But what was out of place? That would be my brother, the only person who could possibly get himself into such a situation, with his impossible ability to almost die, but just miss the mark. As he sat there on the ground with his back to us, legs sprawled out in front of him, we didn’t even realize that there was anything wrong. Hold on a second. Let’s rewind this just a little.

She didn't talk when she woke up, I said "Casey. I do love you." She let out a deep breath but didn't look at me or talk. Her mom arrived at the hospital, she took a quick flight out to make sure Casey was okay. She brushed her hair "Honey. Why did you do that to yourself?" It was like she couldn't speak; a tear fell from her cheek. She whispered "When can I leave?" Her mom hugged her "Honey please tell me why you felt like you had to commit suicide? What's going on?" Casey sniffled and inhaled but didn't speak, I stood up "It was my fault." Her mom looked up "How could this be your fault?" I started tearing up "I couldn't tell her how I felt, my mind froze." Casey looked up "Mom can I talk to him alone?" Her mom got up and went out of the room, I sat back down "I'm sorry. I just couldn't get myself to say anything, I can't hurt you anymore."

I woke up at dawn as usual, the sun peeking through the window and reflecting at my vanity mirror creating a perfect circle on the wall next to me. I pulled my knees to my chest as i sat up and attempted to flatten my bobbed hair.

Athena was terrified. It was almost as if the wind was screaming at her as she was walking into the Forest. She was only going to take a few steps into the Forest. At least that’s whatshe thought. Athena could feel her heart beating in her chest so fast that she thought for a moment it was going to fly out. Slowly, she turned around, prepared to go back to her best friend. As soon as Athena turned around, the only thing she saw was shadowy trees, surrounding her, almost as if they were going to kill her.

It’s been exactly 28 years since the end of the war. I thought as I directed my vision towards the clock, as the long hand ticked every movement ending my thought. Getting up I grabbed my crane and followed the fading colored tiles until ‘oaf’. “God Dammit, who left the lamp here!” wrapping my long decaying fingers at its neck I fumed. Balancing myself as I rose footsteps were heard thumping along the wooden discolored flooring. “Grandpa!” a hand grabbed mine pulling me up revealing my granddaughter. “Arabella “, I calmly said as I was soon sitting on my favorite rocking chair. Her honey colored hair framed her heart shaped face as she focused her worried gray eyes into mine. “Grandpa, what happened? Are you okay?” Waving my hand to direction of the empty glass she seemed to understand and running water could be heard as she scolded me for attempting to get water. Twisting the faucet she continued her pressing questions, “I told you many times grandpa to rest and ask me if you needed anything”. Her eyes wide with disappointment she cupped my hand around the glass. “Honey, it seems you have forgotten what a strong young man I once was and look I’m alright just lousy misplaced objects getting in my way” pointing at the dusty lamp that stood tall in front of the granite counter tops covered with dirty dishes. She took a sit on the matching couch next to my chair, chuckling she spoke “Of course I know of your youth”, a look of reminiscing taking over her face. “How can I forget a story you tell me every year”. A sudden noise brought the conversation to a halt. “Arabella, honey is everything alright?” Rushing to her feet her phone laying in her hand her feet hurried to the door where the coat hanger stood holding a coat. “Grandpa, I’m sorry I have to go it seems there is an emergency at the hospital and I’m needed”, her lips trying to keep up the fast pace of the words spewing from her mouth. Shooing her off me rested my head on the backboard of the chair. A creaking noise echoed as the gusty wind blew the door shut and silence soon returned and filled its place. Grabbing the remote the black screen evaded as colors fused making out people sitting behind a desk each one dressed professionally and a voice

into her. Capri popped the cork off the champagne bottle, and it ‘accidentally’ sprayed down over her front. The bubbly wine shot all over her, white and frothy.

One day in the early spring of 1997 James Jameson was at home eating his favorite cereal reeses puffs while watching spiderman, when all of a sudden the TV cuts to the news and apparently the world is in its early stages of ending. James realized he was home alone and his family had gone out of the town for a little bit, so he decided to set off to find his family. About 3 hours after walking and searching everywhere it starts getting dark and he needed to find shelter. When it was about 9:00pm he stumbled upon an abandoned amusement park and when he eventually found out where he was his anxiety kept raising up little by little.

"   Doctor Millred glanced at the grandfather clock across from Lady Carol's door. He checked his pocket watch. "Oh, my look at the time Sigmund do you think they will be delayed any farther ?"

It was a freezing winter day and our whole family was inside huddled in one room by the fire place with a piping hot cup of cocoa with two or three marshmallows in it. Although it was warm inside Sarah and I wanted to go outside to the library anyways because we loved reading… well not so much Sarah but since I'm her brother we kind of did everything together. “Mother, Father” I said “ can me and Sarah go outside to the library?” they both paused and gave each other that one overprotective look and they said “John you only just turned 13 last week and Sarah's only 11” I realized that we would have to sneak out so when we were done Sarah and I quietly snuck out while the parents were distracted discussing things I wasn't paying attention to.

I knew this was it, nothing else matter. I felt out of my body in this moment. The water turn on by itself. The water was the most beautiful thing I have seen in so long. Nothing could compare to the release the water will bring me. The way I will feel no more pain, because the water came me the release I’ve been craving. I lower myself into the tub. I lay down and took my last breath of air. I then submerged my head into the water.

Lucy, startled, sat bolt upright in bed. She stood there puffing for a moment, before lying back down, the old bed creaking under her weight. Her mind was racing. The strange woman in her dream seemed so familiar that she could have sworn it was -

A chestnut brown haired naive boy sat in the gloomy shadow of his cabin. The delicate spring air wafted the smoky smell of fresh cut grass into a sharply pointed nose and put his mind to ease. He felt his bare feet touch against the damp tender soil as the silver glow of the moonlight spilled from the sky upon the pages of his book. Lost in the adventure of thought he had almost escaped reality until the sound of his father’s heavy unsteady footsteps rushed into his ears. Immediately in shock, he stood up and scampered toward the narrow, pale backdoor and once inside the darkness of his home he stumbled around trying to find a hidden location for his treasured book.

Destiny turned to Niaomi with a face full of hatred and walked away. At that moment I knew I messed up. In Trig, she ignored me and sat as far away from me as possible. I didn’t know what to do so I just stayed away. When Friday came, I could finally cheer with the team. Even though I was supposed to be happy, I couldn’t get Destiny out of my head. After the game Niaomi asked if I wanted to go to some college party her boyfriend invited us to, but I decided to just go home. After finally getting home I sat in the car for at least an hour before actually attempting to make my way into the house. As I walked in I seen my mom lying on our kitchen table with a half empty bottle of something I knew she shouldn’t have.