A Short Story : A Story?

“In a forest of mixed growth somewhere on the eastern spurs of the Carpathians, a man stood one winter night watching and listening, as though he waited for some beast of the woods to come within the range of his vision, and, later, of his rifle.” This scene feels frightening and suspenseful, making the reader interested to read more.

Leaving the motel on Highway 74 around 3:00 o’clock, Marlene drove faster than usual to get home ahead of Jerry and Andrew. Smiling, her thought lingered on the last few hours spent with her lover. Pulling into the garage, Marlene parked her Mercedes, brushed her hair put on fresh lipstick, before going into the house, relieved she was home when her husband and father-in-law arrived. Wanting to surprise them, she went into the kitchen to make a pot of coffee, sat down at the counter and glanced through the mail.

As the warm, pre-dawn breeze promised another sweltering summer's day, Lisa Goddard shivered with dread. She stood at the hangar's side entrance, her eyes clenched shut, drawing in a deep breathes through her nose, and bolstering her courage to continue.

All day yesterday all I could think about was Thomas. we only had chemistry together, But he didn't even look at me. Its like he's drawing me in. And now I'm sitting at the table looking down at my breakfast.

“Watch it Tyrek!”I cry.Tyrek just smiles and runs off.I rub my shin,moaning.Tyrek sprinted back with two popsicles,one cherry which I take,and the other lime,which he keeps. “What?Is little miss June mad?”Tyrek crooned.”Oh shut up will you?” I say,licking my already-melting popsicle. We live right next to each other,so we visit each other by opening the loose wooden panel in the gate and letting ourselves in or out.Right now we're sitting on Tyrek’s porch my pet dog, or our dog, Sprinkles in between us.”So,what are you going to do after school this year?”Tyrek asks. ”Well,I might be joining the newspaper,I mean like,be a writer or something.” Me and Tyrek are now moving from Martin Luther Jr. elementary to Martin Luther Jr. Middle school.Kind of a coincidence if you think about it. “I should have known,” Tyrek says. “What do you mean?”. “I mean,I knew you would have done something as boring as doing stories for the newspaper and whatnot.”. “Really?Then what are you gonna do?” I ask,a smug smile on my face.But it quickly fades away when I see the other June,or Corky,as I like to call her,walking toward us. “Oh hey Tyrek!” she says. “I just wanted to give you an invitation to totally FAB birthday party!”. “Oh hello June!” Corky says,a sooo fake smile on her face. “I would like to invite you to my B-day,but um.. oops!I guess I have no more!” Corky,said twirling her short curls.Notice I’m still using her nickname..ha! “Ok Cor- I mean June.I never wanted to come anyway,” I say a

Breaking off into pairs, Mary with Larisharah and Zalminis with Jade, they each approach the various contact sites of their adversaries. Mary and Larisharah fly off to the right side of the city.

Sneaking into her own house, well past her bedtime, Veronica sorely regretted sending her dad only one 'be home soon!' text, hours before. She knew she should've told him how late she was going to be, but that would've entailed telling him where she, in fact, was... Fondly, she remembered their old house, with it's two floors, and thick walls, and multitude of windows to shimmy into. Turning the doorknob to her actual house, with a soft click of her key, Veronica was in, still holding her breath. Maybe she could sneak off to bed, get some sleep-

Warmth spread across my face like a sunburn as the girl, the… the middle schooler, ground against me like a horny rabbit and— My stomach seized at the thought one moment, and in the next I smelled it; the phantom smell that returned whenever I became sick or congested, the pungent scent of half digested fried rice and orange chicken.

“Oh come on Trent, go around the neighborhood with me!” I whined scrunching up my face. My brother looked down at the hard garage floor. He played with a leaf on the ground with his foot. The summer sunshine shone the tiny garage windows.

“You two got money for lunch?” Isabel asked. She had her black hair in a low ponytail, ready for the day without a moment’s rest for mourning. “There’s nothing much left in the fridge. We get paid tonight.”

It was August and Gemini woke to the warm sensation of summer tickling her face. As she looked outside, she saw all the beautiful flowers growing in the garden. “Gemini, Gemini! Breakfast is ready!” called her aunt, Georgia as Gemini ran down the stairs. She was met with a scent that put a smile on her face. Her aunt had made her favorite, bacon and eggs. As Gemini was munching on her meal her sister came rushing down the stairs already dressed. “Gemini, why don’t you come to the market with me to get medicine for mother?” her sister said as she packed her bag with some money. “Of course!” Gemini said smiling as she sprinted up the stairs to get dressed. She pulled out a traditional blue village dress and tied her hair in a neat bun like all the other village girls. Before running back downstairs, Gemini went to her mother’s room and made her drink the soup aunt georgia had prepared. “Drink mother” Gemini said as she helped her mother up to drink from the wooden bowl. Her mother was very ill. She had an illness that Gemini’s father had passed away from. Most of the apothecaries thought it was impossible to to treat, but not Gemini. After saying bye to her mom and her aunt, she jumped into the carriage with her sister. “I can’t wait!” Gemini said. As they rode off into the marketplace, Gemini’s face flushed with excitement. She saw people big and small tall and short and even at and thin. Before her sister could even say a word, Gemini ran up to all the market stands where

I reached for the circular “up” button on the wall. C’mon c’mon, I mumbled, waiting for the door to open. The elevator finally got to my floor and the doors slid open. I stepped inside, the five other people shuffled to make room for me, I stood against the wall. We went up about two floors, when all of the sudden the lights flickered and the elevator came to a screeching halt. I jerked forward, trying not to drop my things, what the heck is going on? I thought, beginning to panic. I looked around. The others murmured around me.

Pidge sighed and flopped down onto her bed. "Ugh... I'm so bored," she muttered. She lied there, staring at the ceiling blankly. She blinked, the ceiling light making her squint. No wonder her eyesight was so bad. She turned over and picked up her phone. As the screen lit up, she had an idea. She called Lance.

“I’m not sure but it’s a big, swirling, gas like oval. It looks kind of like a small black hole, only blue instead of black. Wait a minute, is that the portal thing you've been working so hard on, I cant’t believe you finished it honey. Are you surprising us by coming through it?”

Marvin was an average boy who had a beautiful mustache. He lived with in the Philippines with his 4 sisters, his mom, and his dad. They lived in a shack with little money. One day on his way to school while Marvin was walking a bully stopped him.