A Short Story : A Story?

She disregards her mother’s objections, and is persistent in leaving Suffolk. Ruth packs minimal belongings and does not follow through with her promise. The last moments with her mother and sister is the same day of her departure to New York. 2. How does Ruth react to her mother’s death?

It was taking a long time to find the right address because the GPS had taken us to the wrong house. We pulled into the driveway and typed it in again. Mom was so tired that she kept dozing off as well, so Callie was in charge of keeping her awake. Every time she’d tap on her shoulder, Mom would say something along the lines of, “I know, I know! We are almost there.” It was around one in the morning when we arrived at grandpa’s house.

Hugging his parents, Jerry sobbed, unable to speak for several minutes. Finally, he said, “This morning, the detectives asked Marlene to come to the station to help explain some things and arrested her for murdering Katherine.”

Julie: I don’t know what to do, I don’t know what to say, I feel so sad inside knowing what all I’ll be leaving behind.

Headlights flashed and lauren heard a car door slam. “Help me!” Cried Lauren thinking someone had come to her rescue. But instead she heard a deep husky voice call out “Just grab her and put her in the truck Jerry, you’re wasting time.”

After swapping spit with Shay, I got up and collected a few of my things to take over to the new house. When my bag was packed, I cut the light off in the bedroom and waited for Shay to make us both a drink before we headed out the door. Before I buckled up in the van, I took my cell phone out of my purse and dialed my mother’s cell phone number. When she answered, I asked, “Are you home?” “Yeah, are you coming over?” “Yes ma’am, I am. I was just making sure that someone was home.” “We’re all here, I’m cooking now because I may go to the bingo hall, but Lester and Imani will be here.”

As the road got more narrow and more trees and shrubs start appearing the heat dimmed down. A gravelly road appeared and the car slowed down to a halt. Towering in front of Connie was a big, black, menacing gate and behind it was a worn down mansion. This mansion looked like it has not been inhabited in years and could use some cleaning. After what seemed like years, Connie dazed and unfocused was yanked out by Arnold Friend. Arnold had changed slightly, now he no longer smiled but had a serious, firm face as if the mask he had worn was slowly coming off. Arnold pulled Connie out of the cart by her arm but it was a careful pull as if he didn’t want to hurt her. Connie struggled and fought Arnold. She didn’t want to go into that mansion for she had a dark feeling about it. Arnold held on tight and said carefully,softly, “C'mon baby. Haven’t you learned not to struggle against me. I don’t want to hurt you.” Giving up, Connie came stumbling out, Ellie then drove away leaving a trail of dust behind. The car, the last means of running away was out of reach, hopelessly Connie followed Arnold advancing towards the

“She is with Peter. And When she is up there she doesn’t come down. I try to talk to her but she just pushes me away.” said Mrs. Frank very sadly. I feel really bad for her she has been really close to her dad then her mom. I was on my way out then Mr. Frank came in and I said,

“No my mom’s a doctor she is the one who will bring me to the hospital!” I screamed with anger in my voice. I was scared angry and nervous at the same time.

“Bye mommy and daddy, I love you!” said little Charlotte. Right before they left, she ran up to the door and gave them both a big hug. They returned the hug, squeezing her tightly, before walking out into the garage and starting the car. Charlotte looked out the window, watching her parents pull out of the driveway. Little did she know that she would never see her dearest parents ever again.

Finally, she said, “Okay. Marlene said, she had found true love and was happier than she had ever been in her entire life. She said with a touch of his finger, Frank made her body quiver and she was deeply in love with him. One day, she left her phone at her mother’s house. Later, her mother called to tell her a man named Frank called wanting to be certain Marlene planned to meet him at the motel. Her mother threatened to tell Jerry if she didn’t end the affair,” Beverly said.

“’Why are you answering her phone?” He asked, hanging up the phone.” Katherine’s voice filled with venom as she raised her voice, “Marlene, what do you think will happen when Jerry learns about Frank, and I’m just the one to talk to him! Think about how this will affect your children; Jerry is a wonderful husband and a great provider,” Katherine said, knowing if Jerry even suspected she was cheating, he would divorce her instantly.

We hear the door open downstairs. “I’m home!” Estevon screams and attempts to go down the stairs fast. He lays flat on his tummy, feet facing down the stairs. 1 foot leads the other as he slides down the stairs. His mother was waiting at the bottom. “Mama! Mama!” He tries to say while laughing. They both hug each other like some 10 year reunion.

The man ran through the cold, biting rain. A run fueled by pure terror and adrenaline. Dashing down a ruined street corner, he finds refuge in a small, worn down building. Entering slowly, he looked around and seeing no threats, he deemed it safe. Using scattered pieces of broken wooden pieces, he started a small fire and began to dry his clothes as he waited for the end of the storm outside. He’s been through this before; at first, a sound like a rat scattering across the floor of an attic. After the sound is first heard, there is no stopping it. The sound continues, growing louder and louder until finally a figure jumps from the shadows, a man, identical to the man in appearance. After jumping from the shadow, he begins his ruthless attack on the man, but this isn’t the first time that he’s been through this. Using the flaming sticks from the fire, he fights back against the figure, but alas, no matter how hard he fights back he will always die.

Stumbling into the house, knocking over an antique lamp and broke it, before falling onto the sofa sobbing. Screaming, “Mother, Mother, who could do this to you? How am I going to live without you?”