A Short Story : A Story?

Tears freezing on her cheeks, she ran as fast as she could, her long hair flying in the bitter wind beneath the angry gray sky. Her ragged coat and hand me down shoes offered little protection as she ran, torn by desperation.

The shop sign was blinking like it tried to attract the attention of the entire world or wanted to win a competition of being brighter than the street lights. As I opened

She entered the welcoming woods while the various birds chirped from the treetops. She approached the mysterious rock that spoke to her in gloomy tone. While sitting on it, tears dripped out of her eyes while she thought about much she has been abused by her step-mother. A fox crawled toward her and rested near her legs, just as the last tear left

I woke up at dawn as usual, the sun peeking through the window and reflecting at my vanity mirror creating a perfect circle on the wall next to me. I pulled my knees to my chest as i sat up and attempted to flatten my bobbed hair.

All I could hear were her screams, I could not handle it. Being stuck here and not being able to help or save her. I paced around the room nervously, after Gabriela had untied my arms. There has to be a way out, I have to find a way out.

that the unknown feeds off of fear. If it wasn’t for those small red lights sporadically posted to both exit signs I couldn’t see anything.

Lilith laying on the ground helplessly on the side of the road had just woken up from an eventful night. But the problem was, she has no clue what happened. Beep! “Ahhhhh… where am I, and why am I lying on the ground?” she said puzzled. Getting up slowly she pulled out her phone and called the nearest taxi driver.

The old rusting car shook as it rocked up the unpaved road leading the way up the hill. Crunching on gravel as it crawled along the car came to a stop. The driver side door swung open as a stubby old man wearing a peach colored coat exited his car to be meet by the dull light of the moon and the sound of distant waves. The man began slowly walking towards the sound of the waves until he was stopped by a steep and sudden drop off into a sea down below. The old man let off a grunt as he swung his legs over the side of the drop and sat down to stare at the water.

By now, the rain had abated, and the moon provided the only light in the room. They looked at each other in tacit agreement that it was time to get up. Finding his shirt, he slipped it over his head. Coming up behind her, he encircled her waist with his arms. “And where would my Koroleva like to go to dinner this evening?”

There Liam was, watching the timer count down 6,5,4, he heard it laughing and saying “you will never stop me!”

Walking home from school Jorge and his friend noticed a big black car parked in front of the Barnes’s house. “|Wonder what they’re doing?” Jorge asked, noticing the cigarette the driver was holding as he rested his arm on the rolled down the window and said, “Wow! Look at that stone sparkling in the sunshine.”

“Ebenezer, you will cease your shoving!” Ma Oliver growled at her young son who was jostling through the breakfast line. He acquiesced with a bitter pout. Her wrath turned to her daughter, who withered under her hairy eyeball. “Deidre, if you even think you’re going out in that, you’ve got another thing coming.” That child jiggled away indignantly. Ma patted her youngest’s head, weary. The little one minded himself at the table, hunkered over his porridge bowl. “You keep eating your mash, Francis. There, there.” She pinched her lips together at the kitchen scene; four children to feed for free, another seven whom she charged for food. She was quite satisfied with the tidy profit she made here, and the children made for decent guests whenever they settled in her house. She wondered why she never expanded from here. (139)

She was, special. 2 weeks ago she began to grow wings. It looked so painful. According to her, it was. It was a horrifying experience.

Once upon a time in a place far far away there lived a boy. This boy lived in a normal town just like yours. He was a normal kid just like you. He was in 6 grade and went to Sr Sammy middle school. Sammy was one of the first settlers of The boys planet. One day the boy got called to the principal's office. “ I am I in trouble “ He asked when he went to her office. Mrs. happy the principal said “ no, Connor but we just got informad that you got accepted to the trip”. “ OOOOOO my god !!!! “ He screamed with so much joy the principal had to cover her ears. “ Come down” The principal said in a quiet yell . The trip was a codename for a secret trip to a new planet. 40,000,000,000 people were selected. That was ⅓ of the planet..” pack your bags now you leave in 4 days” the principal said. Conner ran home, and packed his stuff and said his goodbyes to his family.

As I drove down the street the sun glared through the windshield of my car. I had forgotten my sunglasses, and truly regretted it now. I turned on to the familiar street, and parked my car on the corner. As I walked to the building I saw an old woman sitting in a wheel chair, wrapped in blankets, motionless. Her daughter stood near by checking her watch.