A Short Story : A Story?

It was a cold and foggy wednesday morning on june 10th. Hunter was sleeping on his bed when he heard his mom call him.

Cathleen hopped off my bed, where she was reading the comics pages of a newspaper from my stash, while I begun to stand up, feeling stiff and numb from sitting on the floor for so long. We rushed out of our room and down the (admittedly very short) hallway to the kitchen table. I hoped lunch was something warm; maybe soup or chicken with rice. Rather, it was ham and cheese sandwiches with chopped carrots and ice water.

Despite our difference in years, my sister and I had always been close. Seeing me again seemed to make her excessively excited, and for a while she did nothing but giggle nervously. But she calmed down somewhat when my father started to question her about Osaka and her university. She answered him with short, formal replies. She in turn asked me a few questions, but she seemed inhibited by the fear that the questions might lead to awkward topics. After a while, the conversation had become even sparser than prior to Kikuko's arrival. Then my father stood up, saying: "I must attend to the supper. Please excuse me for being burdened by such matters. Kikuko will look after you."

It was another bleary day. Lunch passed without incident with its occasional sloppy mash and bread, and Mrs. Line had already given out her daily thirty-page dose of homework for the night, inevitably due tomorrow. The lunch food made me gag, but the homework made me nearly fill my crying quota for the day. I tried not to let it get me down.

In the morning, it felt like a regular day. Lyla woke up to complete silence. She rolled out of bed, sliding her feet into her slippers and picked up the clothes that she’d picked out yesterday to wear today at school. She opened her bedroom door and walked down the narrow hallway to the bathroom, stopping at her sister’s room.

Zick woke up in his bed with a start, staring at the opposite wall. He stood up grabbing the pants he wore the previous day off the floor throwing them on and grabbing a shirt and lab coat out of his closet. His stomach gurgling as he realizes he hasn’t eaten since yesterday morning. zick opens his door and walks into the hallway shutting the door behind him.

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.

Akemi got to school. The school fortunately gives breakfast to the students, but the food was unsatisfactory. That was an overstatement to the teachers, but why would they care when they either ate at home or brought their own breakfast. The same problem with the breakfast is present with the lunch. Akemi is happy he at least brings his own lunch. Other kids aren’t so lucky.

"Why do you insist on shouting throughout the house instead of coming to my room, little brother?" Sesshomaru asked him calmly. "Why should I try to go in your room, if you can hear me fine while I'm yelling?" Sesshomaru let out an exhausted sigh." I question how we are related, sometimes." He looked at his father, who was grinning like a madman."Yes, Inuyasha, I am coming to the Higurashi's with you." As he said that an evil glint in his eyes could be seen. Inuyasha eyed him suspiciously for a minute before shrugging it off and grabbing his car

“You three! It’s time for lunch. Come upstairs, you’re having tuna fish sandwiches, chips, juice, and an apple. Hurry, because after lunch, Roman would like to speak with you individually, not in a group like last time,” he said. They hurried to the dining room. It had three wooden chairs, a table, and a lunch on the table. They sat down, and ate hungrily. Kristien finished first, and Alphonzo, who was in the room, took her to see Roman.

The bell rang again signifying the end of school. Itachi along with his classmates got their stuff and ran out.

A few hours had passed and it was now lunch time for the tenth graders. Karkat had gotten his food and was waiting on Kanaya. Jade was alone at the table. The two blond(e)s mentioned earlier had approached her while Karkat wasn't paying attention.

This was Haiku's favorite part of the day, although, nothing about his day was great. He stood like he was taught to ever since he was strong enough to stand, and he waited for the ringing that jump-scared the entire class into running. Before long, he heard it, and the group started off.

It was a regular day in the lonely office. At least, to any given eye it was. However, in Susan Terrance's eyes, it was a frustrating and sad day. One to mourn.

The next morning I woke up and snuck into the armory making sure that Dad didn't hear me leave the house and making sure that Olivia didn't hear me in the armory. I grabbed a few things and grabbed a pair of keys and took a car. I took the day to go to the hilltop. I arrived to the hilltop and was let in. The first thing I did was I found Maggie to see how she was. I found Sasha first she was sitting on a porch cutting an apple with a knife.”Sasha Hey.” She looked up to me and smiled and I walked up to her and hugged her. She said shakily “Hey.” We pulled apart and I asked “How is she?” Sasha said she hasn’t come out of the doctors yet. I sat down next to her and started to think ‘I’m going to stay here in Hilltop till Negan’s men come here. I’m going to get into one of their trucks and I’m going after Negan.’ I was snapped out of my thoughts with the door opened I stood up and saw Maggie. She looked at Sasha and smiled then her eyes met mine. “Hey Maggie.” I said sadly and she said “Hey Hayden.” I walked up to her and hugged her “How’s the baby?” She said “I’m fine the baby’s fine too.” Sasha, Maggie and I walked to the main house. We ran into Jesus he looked at me weird and asked “Does Rick know you’re here?” I nodded my head “Yeah Dad knows I’m here I was worried about Maggie so I came to check on her.” I said with a smile. Jesus nodded and gave me a look that said that he wasn’t convinced but we carried on Maggie, Sasha and Jesus did there own thing planing on how to