A Short Story : A Story?

Jimmy has been on 3 operations, to interrogate his former friend, one of them on which he found very uncomfortable. At first, he thought this was a fantastic opportunity. When Mr. Johnson, the school principal, sent a call slip for him, he thought he was in trouble. After all, there was 2 uniformed officers with vests that read “FBI” on the back. The meeting was casual, and the principal explained about the program, and that he was chosen to become a member. He gladly agreed and stamped his finger on a document. His mom was also their, and she congratulated him on taking this opportunity.

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.

Agatha was in the safe hustling and messing around with the safe in an attempt to elude. I could hear her scream and shout in panic. “There is no one near here that can crack a safe. The closest person is all the way in little Rock.” Mr.Adams ranted. Without thinking this through all of the way I opened my suitcase and put it on the table. “You are under arrest, Jimmy Valentine!” Ben Price shouted.

My feet are taking me somewhere, but where I have no idea. Anywhere far away from that dreadful place was fine with me. Nothing could be worse than the hell I barely escaped from just a few minutes ago. I’m stepping on fallen branches and leaves. Every snap and crack is leading him into my direction. Will he come after me? What happens if he catches me again? All these questions are going through my mind as I try to make my way through the thick forest. He did so many terrible things. To me, to other children. What a horrific monster he was. I've been changed forever.

Wake up Jax, wake up! This was the first thing I heard before a hefty bucket of water was discarded on to me. I woke up with distraught, complaining that it was a Saturday and that I needed more sleep. I turned on my phone, noticing that the date on the screen read May 7, 2022. That was when I realized, today is going to be one of the biggest days for me. I am going to be taking both my Math and English SAT. I felt ready, yet I also had an uneasy feeling stuck inside me. I had been studying for the past 3 months, taking PSAT’s and what not. I didn’t have to go to my school to take the SAT’s for another 3 hours, so I decided, why not take a little nap before I go? JAX, IT’S 1:15 PM, YOU ARE GOING TO MISS YOUR SAT’S! “This is just a dream,” I thought, “I’m going to keep sleeping, there’s no way I slept more than 3 hours already.” Then it came, Slap!

through the peephole. He first notices a shiny star badge on a bulky mid 40s man and a big cowboy hat looking down at his shoes.Tanner slowly opens the door see two dark hazel eyes of remorse. He says “ Can I help you officer”

The next morning I woke up next to Carl and I rolled over and kissed him on the cheek then got up to check on Judith.As I walked down the hallway and into her room I was thinking of how dad told me about mom. I found her sitting up in her crib. "Hey there sweetheart!" I said excitedly I walked over and picked her up out of the crib and placed a kiss on her cheek."Okay baby girl I'·ma go make breakfast." I carried her downstairs and placed her in her high chair. I started washing dishes from last nights dinner then decided to start breakfast for everyone. While it was cooking I sat there feeding Judith a small bowl of applesauce then suddenly there was a knock on the door. I put the spoon down and answered the door it was Ron. "Hey Ron, what's up?" I asked."Hey can I come in and talk to you for a minute?" He asked in reply. I stepped aside and opened the door a little more and said "Yeah, We'll just need to be quiet Rick, and Carl are still asleep I'm making breakfast and watching Judith." We walked back into the kitchen and I checked on the food then turned to Ron. "What did you need to talk ab-?" Before I could finish my sentence Ron's lips crashed on mine and I was taken back for a minute not really knowing what to do but I melted into it eventually kissing back then I thought of Carl and pulled apart from Ron looking at him shocked. “Ron what was that all about?” I asked as he sat down and He replied. “Bailey since the day I met you I can’t get you out of my head.” “Ron

“Those are your salivary ducts going crazy,” he said. “You’ve never eaten before, Phillip. Never. Your jaw muscles are locked up and you’re producing an overabundance of saliva as a result of tasting sugar for the first time.”

The sky became dark as the sun was slowly coming down on an August eve. the sun glare cast among the old Bed and Breakfast. As the sun was coming down the light on the house the paint peeling off of the side of the house.

It was a starry night, and very icy cold out. I was setting up, and cleaning the house to make it as neat and as nice as possible for our next guest. I turned on the fireplace, straightened out the carpet. I opened the curtains a little bit just to draw some attention. I then sat very close to the door thinking of new plans, while I waited impatiently for someone to come to the door. It has been forever since I have had a visitor at my bed and breakfast. My next visitor would hopefully be somebody just right to add to my collection. My plan would be the same, it always works best and would be risky to try a new one. I will make sure they will want to have tea, and when I’m making the tea, I will poison their tea but for sure not mine. Then all of a sudden I hear the doorbell ring. I got up super fast and pulled the door open. I flashed a smile I urged him to come inside. I stepped aside and held the door wide open as he came inside.

My eyes open to the sound of birds through my open bedroom window, only to find an empty and peaceful house. As a curious 7 year old I quickly walk out of my room, down the hall and into the living room. Sitting on the couch is my grandma, sitting there with the sole purpose of telling me my mom went into labor last night and is currently at the hospital. Jumping with joy, I go back into my room and get ready to go meet my new brother! After I am changed and my teeth are brushed I get some things together to keep my occupied throughout the day because my grandma told me today would be a very long one. I grab my shoes and walk out the door and to my grandma’s car. As I grab the door handle to hop into the back seat, I think back to the wonderful days I had spent in Disneyland, a couple weeks earlier, when I was still an only child, something that will never be again.

“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.

Boom! Johnny knew that something happened being that he was the only one at work because the others went to get food. He heard a very loud sound and he got very suspicious. Boom! Johnny heard it again but instead he heard the sound from upstairs. Johnny ran up the stairs to see a kicked down door in apartment B3. He then remembered that the obnoxious Ms. Vin lives there and he tried to act as if he wasn’t there and ran down the first couple of stairs but then suddenly came an annoying loud sound which was Ms. Vin’s voice. She yelled Johnny! About 6 times even though he was right in front of her face. She then said in a mischievous “someone is in my house”. Johnny knew that Ms. Vin liked him even though her ex-husband lives right next door to her. Johnny went into the apartment to check it out when suddenly the door locked. Ms. Vin set up a date for Johnny without his permission. When she tried to offer him a piece of cake he dropped her most valuable plate and started yelling. Luckily Joe, Brad, Michael and Ryan chopped the door down and saved Johnny from completing a living nightmare. They all left locking their door downstairs so Ms. Vin couldn’t get in and they all had a feast. About 25 minutes into their feast they got an alert that on Fitzgibbon St. there was an abandoned apartment on fire. This apartment was the same apartment that the famous owl magician, Harry Hootdini, lived in a long time ago with his owner. Ryan started packing, Brad was getting the truck up and running, Johnny was making sure the squad had everything and of course Joe was eating. About 4 minutes into the chase the truck broke down. The squad panicked and didn’t know what to do. Brad came up with the idea of running because all members of the fire squad ran track in high school and college. With Brad carrying the super long hose they arrived to their destination and the fight was on. The team sprayed water and the fire was out.

Gently setting the padlock and the keys down on a small counter to her right as she entered, Demetria turned on the lights and looked around. There was absolutely no reason to have the door locked, unless Carter was afraid of someone stealing something from his basement. The room seemed nicely furnished, with a large TV on one wall, a leather couch, and a pool table. The kind of area you'd see in any young man's house, if he could afford it. Spotting a minibar nearby, Demetria smiled to herself. There was another door leading into what she assumed was another room nearby.

I nodded in mutual agreement before taking a sip of coffee. Behind me, I heard Jeremy open the office door and close it behind him. Alone in the dark now, I observed Nathaniel’s progress with the screen in front of me. As he strolled down the hall, a white dot popped up around him - the security system’s motion detector. At the end of the corridor he disappeared into the stairwell, and I could barely hear the echoes of his footsteps as he descended. A second later he reappeared on the computer to the left of the first, the beam of his flashlight blown out on the camera monitor above it in its own white rectangle. I picked up my