A Short Story : A Story?

Bishop felt as if we would never find another building. But instead Bishop decided to have a conversation with the man before he was going to leave, but bishop and the man headed to Pierce hall which bishop had never been before. When bishop got there he saw another classmate this time they were closer and when they saw him he smiled kindly. Then Bishop went on his way to the man and remembers he never asked him for his name so we exchanged names and come to find out his name is Bruce. Then as Bruce and Bishop went to the Pierce he began to realize that inside there was courage to talk to someone and it was the best idea too. In his head, he was thanking Bruce for what he did for him. After the long talk, Bishop had noticed that time been going by quicker than he had thought it

His off paced steps could be heard against the tile, heavy footing leading to his bedroom. The door opened to an all too familiar fear, engulfing him to the point of mental claustrophobia. The door closed confiding him to the clutches of fear, and in a desperate attempt to save any remaining sanity he fell into a superficial sleep. Within hours he was wide awake and sitting upright; eyes adjusting

The city was silent as batgirl looked out over the city streets sweat forming across her brow, her chest inflating slightly the air rushing past her lips. A stiff cold breeze rushed past blowing the single strand of red hair to the wind rushing it into the room falling gently onto a pillow the sky blue eyes flittered open looking to the other empty bed. A small sigh escaped her lips as she sat up her gold hair framing her slim face her eyes falling upon the open window sliding to the edge looking down to the pair of slippers a small giggle escaping her frown the small rabbits slippers jingling as she slipped them own. Her smile quickly turned to a scowl as she stomped toward the window poking her head out looking over to the kneeling figure a small pain grew in her chest as she figured her lover was growing bored with her. A smile formed once again as she thought threw Batman’s orders and about how she and Batgirl made a small connection over the year having given up the Jokers side tired of being

He left the office and went straight to the bedroom. He was going to see if there was anything that he could change into, but he immediately just collapsed on the bed.

As the sunlight kisses my cheek, I'm astounded to discover I slept after the horrifying nightmare. After stretching out my limbs, I twist my head, expectant to find Alice sleeping peacefully beside me, only to find her side vacant. I sit up, and run a hand through my tousled, matted hair, and gather it together to tie back with the hairband I wear on my wrist. Maybe Alice can help me untangle it later.

Mrs. Johnson awoke from a deep sleep bright and early, just because she wanted to get a head start on her beautiful day. Before departing out the door, she made sure had collected herself, putting on her most appealing dress, she had stuffed her handbag with marshmallows. Mrs. Johnson had a current mission as she stepped into the crisp morning air, happy as a clam. Ordinary this wasn’t something she would normally do, but it was something she enjoyed. Nevertheless, nothing could ruin this day, more so, she wouldn’t let anything ruin this day. Mrs. Johnson’s attitude was preeminent to the others and radiated so much that it could be noticed from Upstate New York and a glow to her that matched the sun’s. Finally, when she stepped out of the door, people rushed by her, because they all had a destination, but Mrs. Johnson wasn’t quite sure we're she was going. Aimlessly, Mrs. Johnson roamed the streets until she found something that needed her attention, weaving in and out of the busy bodies that occupied the sidewalks. Finally she decided that at such an early hour, black coffee sounded delightful, so she decided to embark to a local cafe on the corner of “Main Street”. On her way there, she passed a small apartment complex and found a petite child crying. Because Mrs. Johnson was concerned for the girl, she walked over to her.

I faintly hear a knock on the front door. I bolt up from my bed and put on a pair of panties and a sweatshirt that barely covers them. I then rush down to the living room to see who's there.

A rock the size of a grapefruit cracked Sally’s window and landed on her bed with a thud. The glass shattered on her bed and the floor.

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.

Three days later, they found the body. She was in the creek. Her skin white and cold. The cut on her head was covered with dried blood. Her parents waited by the police car for the body to be brought up to the ambulance. As the body bag went by, Jackie fell in tears knowing it was her daughter.

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.

‘He was pushing the bushes and tree branches to the side, making his way through the cold and dark forest.’ Said grandma Lizzie.

Moving around in the chair as if trying to get comfortable, Raymond asked, “What are you saying? Why am I here? I’ve done nothing wrong.”

Jason was strolling down the gloomy back street, its walls dark and menacing. He had trekked this path many times, but this time it got him on edge. He felt as if he was trapped by the massive buildings around him. The faint smell of dust covered him as he walked down this dusty and aged street. He emerged from the dark and gloomy street to be blinded by the intense light of the sun. Noise of the busy people bustling around him surrounded his ear. He turned to follow the main stream of people, his grey eyes scanning the crowds as he walked to try to find his friends. Spotting them, he barged his way through the crowds to get to them. A random person barged into him knocking his leg, then with searing pain, his leg flared. He searched his leg to find the source of pain and found his chip digging into him causing blood to pour out. Thinking to himself he wondered what these chips were even for. He looked up to see the massive buildings create what seemed to be walls surrounding him, leaning over him. Everyone around him seemed so cheerful, yet he couldn’t see how they could be in such as desolate place, they all seemed to be oblivious.

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.