A Short Story : A Story?

There are times where you never truly realize how much you love someone, until you have the potential of losing them. This exact thought ran through Sophie’s mind while she scanned the crowd for Agatha since she heard her best friend’s name called out. For once, Sophie was on her own for she has to act on behalf of the whole kingdom of Camelot, which stressed her out beyond belief. Her heart rate quickens as Rhian pushes the blade deeper into her back when he caught her looking.  “Please… Rhian… Why?” She chokes out, her voice broken and sore since she was so afraid and hopeless. Furthermore, Sophie, the former Queen of all Evil, had never looked so vulnerable yet resentful.  “Oh my dear Sophie, there are some things you just will never fully comprehend, like why you cannot love anyone. Nevertheless, we shall have our wedding planned for next week!” Cowering and terror-stricken, Sophie stood in Rhian’s arms as he cackles menacingly. A minute later, she turns her head marginally to look at his face, and she noticed Rhian’s eyebrows furrowed ever so slightly, proving him to have a sign of human flaw. Sophie knew that he was nervous of her making a rebellion to help her best friends.

While standing outside your front door, preparing to walk to school, someone called out your name. Looking up, you saw an apricot haired male running towards you, arms waving above his head. It didn’t take you long to realize it was your neighbor and childhood friend, Shiori. He stopped before you, gasping for air with his hands clutching your shoulders for support.

“Fight! Fight! Fight!” the chant was in the air as the opponents were facing each other in the human ring. Edward and Gary were circling each other. They stomped on the floor with all their might. Spires of rock shot from the ground and sent Edward flying towards the wall. All the eyes turned to face Gary as he stared at what he had done. He ran as fast as he could to his house and burst in and ran to the couch.

Ringing the doorbell several times, Karen screamed, pounding on the door, she yelled, “Wake up Dan. Wake up, Dan! I need your help.”

“Stop, stop, our satellite is telling us that the ancient pyramid is below us us!” I

He was right there in front of me, kneeling with arms out-stretched, waiting for me to jump in them. His face was indistinguishable because of the shadow his cover cast upon it, but a smile was clearly on his face; and I knew, my eyes shining with emotion, were reflected somewhere under that cover. I ran to him as fast as my legs could carry me, but before I could reach him, the world around me transformed and I was alone once more. I was outside, in front of my climbing tree, around its trunk was the ribbon. I hated this ribbon and wished with all my might that I could tear it down. It was the yellow service ribbon- a, "ribbon of waiting" my mother used to call it. It was nothing but a reminder, a signal to everyone around us. All it did was mock me with its presence, mocked me with the cruel reminder that the man I was running after would always be just out of my grasp, unattainable to me.

The world was as normal as it had always have been and nothing was out of the ordinary. Jason had finally achieve his dream of being a detective who brings murders to justice. He always wanted to prove to himself that one day, he would be the one to bring justice. However, there were some issues with his health that held him from being put out in the field, but all he care about was his dream to care about anything else. He had recurring problem that held him back from doing the thing he always wanted to do, his one meaning in his life, his job, but he wasn’t going to let anything stop him.

“Why’s there a child in my bed?” Jinki questioned, walking out of his room and back into the main area of the flat, where Minho and Taemin were sitting at the island separating the living room, that was apparently made for dwarfs, from the kitchen that even ants would struggle to cook in (not that they cooked often, though - ordinarily they would order takeout or Teukie would drop food round and eat with them if he wasn’t busy dealing with his own problems).

Gavin hands me a cup with a lid,wrote on a piece of tape says ‘Gavin A.’ “Well if this doesn't work let me know,I’m next door after all” I kiss him on the cheek. “Thank you for your...um...contribution...” He blushes and touches the spot where I kissed him. “It's no problem.I mean it's our duty to society,so what do I do now?” “Well I was about to go to the store...so I guess leave maybe?” He gives me a hug, turns to leave but stops “Hey if you ever need a friend I do live next door so maybe if it's OK with you,we can have lunch sometime?”I nod,smiling,he leaves. I head to the bathroom and look in the mirror. I take down my braids.My brown hair is a mess,it's wild and untamed. It's curly because the braids I had in earlier. My blue eyes become an ocean as I began to sob thinking about my family. I turn on the shower.

When Mrs. Chipley and Sally climbed the stone steps to Aunt Sarah’s porch, the great winds slapped them across their faces in frustration that they had escaped the rain. The sky was dark with night and storm clouds. Mrs. Chipley rapped the oak door. Soon the door was ajar, and it emitted a low voice.

Nancy woke up with pain in her back. She couldn’t remember anything from last night she got that drunk she thought. She found it odd how when she went to the bathroom there was a mark on her back. When she was getting ready for school she checked to see if the mark was still there. It was not.

The dirt men marched into the valley of death, they had just retreated from a bloody battle in enemy territory. Their enemy, the forest men. They stopped in a small cave as the sun sunk below the horizon.

She quickly jumped out of the X-Wing and headed for her room instantly. Even though the mission was successful, everything still ended horribly wrong. Too many of the Rebellion fighters had lost their lives, more than there should have been. It was meant to be a quick mission but it had ended becoming a never ending battle that lasted for hours.

Shaking, I stand up, trying to steady my body and my mind. I make my way across the lot back onto the street. I start towards my house once again.

Susan was a petite young woman with a meek exterior and a raging fire inside. It was a fire of excitement, of adrenaline and thrill seeking. Today, she sought to feed that fire. There was a rock wall, located in a sprawling state park, that boasted to be one of the most dangerous in the state. It ran along a powerful water fall and was not for the faint of heart. One might be surprised, by looking at her, that she would attempt such a thing. But she had conquered white rapids and triathlons, and today she would conquer this.