A Short Story : A Story?

I stare into the mirror, letting my eyes adjust to the light in the bathroom. It's so bright in here, it was never this bright. I blink my eyes repeatedly, hoping it will help.Which it sort of does. I stare at my reflection for a few

“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.

“That's good to hear regar-” the calls cuts out. Flipping around her phone, revealed the phone to be lifeless.

I shake my head and look at my phone and see that it's noon. Time to go see Jeffrey!!

At the end of the day, I say goodbye to my friends and walk home. I let myself in through the unlocked door. I wave to Mama, who is sitting at the table and reading another newspaper, and leap over the obstacle course on the floor to get to the couch and grab for the remote to turn on the TV.

I open my eyes and look around. I breathe out whipping a drip of sweat off of my brow.

I wake up and then grab my stuff and go to a place lost in time.

Alastier approaches me and gently takes the mirror away. He puts it at eye level and all I can see are my eyes. I stare them, a hazel on the right and

I open my eyes. I am back in reality, no longer trapped within my mind.

I look in the mirror and ignore the negative thoughts and my inner voice becomes overpowered by my inner Denzel Washington voice. All the negativity gets overpowered by Denzel going “Ah haha Who’s a champion? Ah hahaha You're a champion!” Then I smile and think about one thing I’m good at.

I walk to my bed and flop onto the sheets. My hair in my eyes, and Mt face in the cold pillow. Wow hard to breathe. I lift my head off the pillow, and turn it to look at the clock.

Forty men in white were lying upon the cobblestones. It was as if looking at a snowy field. Chirping swallows fluttered amongst their bodies. There were thousands watching this show, and Notre-Dame de Paris cast its shadow over the gathering crowd. All around them, the whole city seemed to be engaged in private prayer.

Leaves crunched lightly with every delicate step June took. Clutching her bag even tighter, she continued down the dirt driveway. Painted around her were the warm colors of fall, the browns, yellows, and oranges.

The next morning I woke up in my bed but I don’t remember how I got into my bed but I thought whatever. I got up and got dressed in a longsleeve black shirt with a pair of blue jeans and a pair of sneakers with a large necklace to cover my neck and ran out the door so I wouldn’t have to see or speak to my father. I walked all the way to the school alone I was running a little late I walked in the building only to be met with the eyes of Henry, Victor, Belch and Patrick.” I stopped dead in my tracks and sped off past them not even looking any of them in the eye especially not Patrick. I ran straight to class and sat down in the back knowing Miss perfect and her squad of cheerleaders wouldn’t mess with me today then I started to think where was I going after school I couldn’t go home there’s no way I could go home. I was snapped out of my thoughts as the bell rang out and the teacher walked in as the last few students filed in I looked to the door and saw that Henry and Patrick were in my class. I sighed “Oh God no.” I looked down and out of the corner of my eye and saw Patrick point over to me then him and Henry walked over and Henry sat beside me and Patrick behind me. “Hello there Kitty Kat.” Patrick said and I started getting uncomfortable I started moving up forward moving my desk up only for it to be moved back. In the middle of the class while the teacher was talking I glanced over to Henry to see him staring at me and I whispered “What are you looking at Bowers?” He

You check the time it’s 6:50. You walk out of the house and lock the door. You look towards the car and take a deep breath. In and out. You start to walk towards your car.