A Short Story : A Story?

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.

It was one of those really really hot Fridays. One of those days that when you bring some cold ice-cream outside it would melt instantly right in your hand. You could walk around and become a red tomato as a consequence for not putting on sunscreen. It was one of these days that Logan was kicked out of his house.

Mikey shuts his locker and twist the comb to make sure the locker has locked. The group of friends continue to walk slowly into the darkness of the long narrow hallway. After every foot step the old wooden floor creaks after every step. As the group of friends start to approach the door. They hear a ring the sound of a phone ringing, as they get closer to the door the ring begins

It was a breezy summer day when my parents were taken away before my own eyes. All of my family were taken away for reasons I really didn’t understand at the time, and I was left behind all alone.

Kate whipped her head around to see who the owner of that voice was. She felt relief and joy when she saw it was Mr. Jacks who followed her. Maybe he will escape with her. Mr. Jacks stood less than 10 feet away and his dog sat by his feet, his tail wagging.

My eyes widen in astonishment to hear we're the ones making her feel nervous, I'm practically quaking in my shoes. With faltering steps, Alice lead us towards the empty sofa, where we sit close together. Though the fire radiates enough heat to fill the room, I feel the chill around us emitting from the ice queen. A set of icy hands holds me to my seat, yet my spontaneous eyes gaze at the curious couple entertaining us this evening.

Single golden leaf pirouetted down an invisible spiral of breeze, spinning through the air as it let itself be carried down. It blew past my face and landed lightly on the ground, the shiny, vibrant color standing out against the cold, emotionless cement. It was already dusk, I watched as the light drains away until there is barely enough even for shadows. Whether I like it or not, the darkness was arriving, and under it everything in this silent city is hidden.

The girl, laying in her warm bed, was staring. She was staring up at the ceiling, this happened every night, a bed was supposed to give comfort yet it makes her anxious. She had only moved to her new house in a secluded part of her neighborhood, and only a week in strange things started to occur. Something was here and it wasn’t playing games, she knew it wasn’t after the first incident with *it.* The girl had finally moved everything into her house, exhausted from the work and doing it alone. She had gone upstairs to her bedroom yet the door wouldn’t open. It was a narrow hallway, and it seemed that every door in the hallway had locked themselves. Of course, it wouldn’t have freaked her out as much if it weren’t for the door that closes off the hallway from the stairs had also locked as well. She had been trapped, she couldn’t do anything but wait to see if someone would come over but they never came.

The sky had been darkened by thick gray clouds. The brown wooden fences that bordered colorful houses all seemed as if their color had faded away. Small drops of water slipped gracefully off of the delicate leaves to the ground. The whole scene had a certain elegance to it, however mysterious the thin veil of fog made the familiar setting appear.

My eyes slightly open to the bright light in front of me. What happened last night? i look up slowly opening my squinted eyes. thats not my ceiling... i look over and see a dark skined back. Oh right..

Yuri stood outside the shop, watching his prey with an evil grin. He had waited long enough.

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

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.

“ No one can know that I killed her, got it john?” Okay lizzy, I understand. But what if- what do you mean what if john, there’s no what if’s there has to be no evidence that I killed her, so drive over here and bring plastic wrap. Do you think that’ll be good enough? John stuttered and then replied back to lizzy with a yes. While john is driving over to get lizzy and the dead girl, he sees a cop out of the corner of his eye, and starts to panic. Everything changed that night, the world and his friends aren’t what they use to be anymore, the girl he thought he knew, had some issues he or no one never knew.

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.