A Short Story : A Story?

They had not liked how Agnes had made them wake up early to start off their spring break. Going to Agnes’s dusty old vacation home had been her idea. She had figured that she and her friends should have a break from social media, and so she had invited them. As Agnes pulled out of the driveway she had a sudden feeling that she had forgotten something. The feeling soon faded. ‘I can’t be a party pooper’ she thought, ‘It’s a sleepover, lighten up Agnes.’ One by one the 22-year olds stepped out of the car. Stepping out first, were Sarah and Jane. Both girls had tired eyes, “it’s too early for this, Agnes!” they complained. They pulled their bags out of the trunk and began walking towards the steps of the house. The house seemed to be in the middle of nowhere, nothing but trees and grass could be seen. The house was incredibly big, green vines grew off of the sides of the house. A cab arrived a few minutes later, it was the boys, Jack and Jeremiah. They stepped out with wide smiles on their faces. Jeremiah had a thing for Jane and Jack had one for Agnes. In fact, they had been going to dates together for two months now. Once the boys took their belongings from the cab and paid the driver, all five of them headed towards the

Once I arrived home, I swiftly switched into the clothes I had thrown in the back and raced towards the Victorian mansion. The porch creaked beneath my feet. How did I get myself into this mess? I wondered. After knocking on the door, I waited, and after a few moments, one of the doors finally opened.

The bounty on Mako’s head was great, he won all of land and a meal with the king. Mako had some time to think, but then he had made up his mind. He wanted to use his winnings to build the biggest castle imaginable. After a few months, his dream became a reality. The castle stood tall above the rest of the town. It stretched up as high as the clouds, and stretched out as far as the sea. Mako sat out on the window looking at the sea. He had moved far away from his home and his grandpa was not with him. He glanced at the town's people, laughing and playing around the town square. Mako couldn't stop thinking about his grandfather. As his grandfather had solemnly refused to move into the castle with Mako and his mother. Mako’s mother called him down from the kitchen,” Breakfast is ready Mako.”. Mako slowly walked down the cold stone staircase. His shoulders drooping, eyes rolling, and was not talking as energetic as he used to. His mother asked,

“I’ll just leave the suitcase here for you,” she said. Her bare feet slapped against the tile and carried her away. I peeked up to see if she was really gone. I pushed myself off the bed and slumped toward the suitcase. With wrath still stinging inside of me, I threw my clothes inside my suitcase and hurled it across the room. I knocked all books and toys off my shelf and pulled the bed sheets. After a while, the tiredness hit me. I sat down in my messy room, by myself, dazed. Suddenly, I hear footsteps getting louder and louder.

After waiting more than an hour, Katherine was ready to give up and leave when she saw the old familiar Malibu pulling into the parking lot and rushed behind the building so they wouldn’t see her. Before going to her car, Katherine peeked around the corner and watched her daughter, Marlene kissing the driver passionately before waltzing across he doctor’s parking lot swinging her keys. Then she watched as the raven-haired beauty with a reputation for being high maintenance get into the red Mercedes and drive out of the parking lot.

For Jeongguk, the crash came before even exchanging words. The lithe frame and raging hair as red as poppies leaving his buzzed senses clipped. Burned to the very bottom of the wick while dazedly staring. Bubbly giggles and too much cotton candy leaving the tongue sugary sweet and pillowy plush catches his attention.

It was a Saturday morning and Lewis was unpacking his stuff into his new room. The Jungleport family had just moved into to an 298 year old house and everyone was trying to get used to the old smell, old wallpaper, and the old leftover things in the house. Abby was cleaning up her room because it was full of dust. James was scraping his walls because of the old wallpaper in his room. The parents were making sure the house was staying together.

“We have a few questions and want you to come down to the station and answer them,” he said without a hint of trouble in his voice.

E was a girl from a middle class family and she lived in a quiet little town with only one school she didn’t care though because she had her friends. She had Nikolai ,her best friend,and she also had Kyle ,Timmy ,Wendell his twin Wendy ,and her classmate Lynn Donna. She wore a little blue dress and black Mary Janes. Her hair always kept up in a neat pigtail with a little lacey bow on her head. She ran out to her backyard since her mommy said she could have Lynn over to play. The door uttered a shrill ring and she bolted to the door. She smiled a huge grin as Lynn walked in holding hands with Nik. She had Nikolai stay with Lynn at her house for a while. “Come in guys!” She shouted. Her two best friends scurried after the over energetic girl. “Hey Lynn do you like Nikolai?”E asked. “Yeah he’s a good friend.” Lynn answered. “Good because everyone else acts as if he’s not there for fun!” E said pouting. “They just don’t understand him like we do.” Lynn assured her. Nik was playing leapfrog with Wendell. Timmy and Kyle came to play a little after Lynn and Nik arrived and with them the kids were all there. As they played and played the day passed by and it was time to say goodbye to the kids. “Bye guys see you tomorrow!” E yelled to them. Nikolai on the other hand was staying over at her house. Her mom had made some spaghetti and garlic bread for dinner. E and Nik both helped set up the table for dinner and then sat next to each other. Her mom looked at the two and smiled as

“Hey welcome to hell!” Jordan exclaimed with a grin. Mr. Alligood stared at her unamused.

“MOLLY, MOLLY!” Molly smirked knowing this abuse wouldn't last long, she turned in her chair and faced Sydney.

I can't say how long I've stayed in the office with the laptop open before me. At least an hour ago the laptop returned to its slumber, yet my distant gaze remains on the screen as my mind berates me for my indiscretions.

Just as the sun rose the following morning, Shana stood at the patio door and stared out. Yesterday a helicopter flew over this patio trying to figure out where to land. All of this over a painting. She turned as the elevator door opened.

I woke up and my body was a raging swirl of fire. I had the worst dream yet. The government would find me and my little sister. They have been after me ever since September 2089. “Why are they after me,” you ask?

It was 9:00 PM, and I was by myself. The house was dark and looming, as I stayed in my room reading. An eerie creaking sound of the house settling filled the air, but was settling the explanation? I crept slowly into the hall, step by step, and made my way downstairs. When I got to the stairs I heard a crash from below. I thought, “Is there an intruder in my house?”