A Short Story : A Story?

“Wow.” Danny says with a troubled look. “What's wrong dad?” Becca asks. “Nothing, sweetie. Just brings back some memories.” Danny says with a frown. Danny and the kids walk to the elevator. “What floor is our room on dad?”, asks Mark. Danny opens the card with the room information and stares at it blankly. “Umm… floor 2, room 237.”, Danny says scarcely. Mark clicks the floor number 2 and looks up at his dad nervously. The elevator moved up to floor 2 slowly and made a ding noise when it got to floor 2. Danny, Mark, Louise, and Becca all walked quietly to the room with their luggage. When they get to room number 237 Danny takes out his key very slowly and nervously. When he opened the door it was nothing but a beautiful suite room. “Wow! We got a suite?!” Mark said in excitement. Danny let out a little sigh in relief, “Yeah, I guess we did. I had no idea.” The twins sprinted into the room and immediately started jumping on the 2 king sized beds. Becca helped her dad push the trolley in with the luggage. Becca looks up at her dad, “Hey dad, when are they giving you that money?” “Umm.. I’m not really sure, hun”, Danny replies. There was loud knock at the door that startled Danny. “Hey guys, let me in.” It was Susan’s voice and Danny relaxed. Becca opened the door to see her mom holding a card. “What’s that mom?” Becca asks. Its our invite to tonight's dinner at the restaurant from the hotel’s manager himself. “What does it say”, asks Danny. Susan opens the card, “Welcome, Torrance family! We are happy you will be staying in one of our finest sweets tonight on us. You are also invited to our famous dining and entertainment restaurant, where you’ll will be served a 3-course meal. Just show the waiter this card, so they will know it’s all on us. Then after your complimentary dinner and show come find me for your check. We hope you enjoy your stay tonight at the Timberline Lodge! Thanks, Manager

Kylie's dad just dropped me off from a day of shopping, and I'm definetly in a good mood. Today is finally the day. My brother Louis is coming home.

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.

Jaune felt terrible. After seeing his teammate vomiting in the bathroom and being told she was running a 101°F fever he knew she was sick. And he felt responsible. The only thing that could cause her to get so sick so fast would be the weather at the cabin. It was much colder than in Vale and her had forgotten to warn his team about it. And now one of them was sick. Jacqueline said that it was just a stomach bug, but he still felt bad. Ruby had gotten sick last night while he was bunking with team PLNR. he didn’t hear her rather Weiss came and got him because Ruby was asking for him. There was no way that he could turn her down. She was sick and miserable and she had asked for him. So he went and ended up holding her hair as she threw up in the bathroom that was the farthest from the bedrooms. When she had finished cleaned her up, and rubbed her back as he carried her back to her bed. He tucked her in and then went to take a shower.

“Are you coming dear?” Mary yelled up the stairs, for the third time. She was waiting to see if I was ready yet.

“MOLLY, MOLLY!” Molly smirked knowing this abuse wouldn't last long, she turned in her chair and faced Sydney.

Blaire shakes his head and locks his work in the left drawer of his desk. “Jeep,” he mutters under his breath, “Why is it a fucking Jeep.” He tucks the key back in his pocket and follows Richard out the door.

Louis sighed looking inside the sack. Half a biscuit and some crumbled crackers. He knew it was for a prisoner but he still felt that there should be more. But he shook his head and continued down the hall towards the cell. He didn’t know who the prisoner was. All he was told was that the prisoner was bilingual and was a messenger for the enemy.

Rather than answer, Jacob said, “What I meant was that I wish I didn’t know what I was going to do today. I always know what I have to look forward to, and it isn’t much. Practically nothing in fact.”

I can't say how long I've stayed in the office with the laptop open before me. At least an hour ago the laptop returned to its slumber, yet my distant gaze remains on the screen as my mind berates me for my indiscretions.

“Four months isn’t a very long time. But I felt I’d met the man of my dreams.” Her eyes blurred, remembering.

The dark and thunderous sky roared and screamed as if fighting against endless chains that held its bounds. Hope sat there, slouched over on a swing at the local park, the full moon’s light reflected on her face, revealing her teary-eyed face, drenched from the tears that cascaded down the sky. Or maybe they were her tears- she didn’t know, and neither did anyone else. Maybe that was the reason of why she was here every time it rained- to escape from all the cruel deeds of the world without letting anyone know and letting the tears that were threatening to drop all day finally fall. As Hope drowned in her sorrow, Asher leaned further against the bark of the ancient mahogany tree, looking away from her eyes that held so much suffering. His heart ached every time he saw her pain-ridden face. Her eye searched across the stars, begging each one of them to borrow their light so her eyes could twinkle once again. Asher's silhouette caught her eyes and she furrowed her eyebrows in confusion, but the fear that was radiating in her eyes wasn't really hard to catch. And as she peered closely at the mahogany tree, Asher stealthily ducked out of sight, making Allison shake her head and think it was just a part of her immense imagination, fooling her yet again… just like he had always managed to do so.

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.

“Hey welcome to hell!” Jordan exclaimed with a grin. Mr. Alligood stared at her unamused.

Christina was trying so hard not to sleep but her body wouldn't listen to her brain. At about five in the morning her body shut down and went into a not so peaceful slumber. Still doubtful that her parents would actually take the time to come up mixed with the stress that two of her sisters got injured she tossed and turned, metaphorical. She couldn't get her vivid imagination out of her head curious about what happened to her littlest sisters. She could picture dani slipping on a rock falling into a river and using all of her strength to get back causing her to shiver out of pure fright knowing that if she wasn't Dani she would have died. Lauren was walking through the woods and some force caused her not to try to push the branches out of the way and not ask for help even as was laying passed out next to the fire. She still blamed the two slightly about putting that much stress on her but they were both misfortunate accidents, or so she thought.