A Short Story : A Story?

"Have a good day, make sure you head over to Vice Principal Luna so you can get your schedule. I'll be here at three." Mom told me as I gather my book bag and climbed out of our mini van. I waved at her and she drove off. I coughed out the exhaust fumes. Never had I once seen that woman drive like that before. Guessed she really wanted me out of the house for once.

"BEEP BEEP BEEP" My alarm goes off and I jump out of bed to turn off the terrible noise. I looked at the time. 6:45 am. I should have woken up 45 minutes ago! I run down stairs and pour some cereal and eat it without milk. I run back upstairs into the bathroom and wash my face, brushing quickly through my hair, and back into my room and change into new clothes I had laid out the night before, pale jeans with a few rips and a frayed seam at the ankle, and a white T-shirt. I grab my favorite cat pillow I slept on, and shove it into my bag with everything else. I grab my purse and unplug my phone and put it in my purse. I go downstairs and grab a granola bar and put it in my purse too. I run upstairs again and bang on my mom's door. "Mom! Wake

I put my shoes on fixing my hair. I sprayed my Lady Gaga perfume on walking downstairs. I grabbed my case and walked downstairs and put it on my phone. "Mom i'm gonna go I love you.", I say walking out of my house ,but turning around to get my bookbag.

My dad hoisted the heavy suitcase up on to his shoulder with a pained expression, obviously it was my older sisters, Ella. You never know what she packs. 'Its better to have it, and not need it, then to need it, and not have it.' Is her philosophy. The scream of my little sister, Ava shattered my ear drum "I wanna leave. This always happens, we always leave over two hours late!". I took my place in the back of the car, with a pillow resting up against the window for me to lay on. The defining roar of my dads old Toyota, Prado relaxed the family in the sense of leaving. " Finally! " Ava announced in a sign of relive.

Skylar woke, startled, to the sound of the alarm clock. The one in this New York hotel was much louder than the one on her nightstand at home. She guessed it was because of the loud street noise. “Rise and shine, sleepyhead! Guess where we’re going today,” said Skylar’s mom. “Where?” Skylar responded in a half-asleep tone. “Since your afraid-of-heights father is back at home while we’re on vacation, I thought we should visit the twin towers,” her mother replied. “Really? Let’s go!” Skylar said, jumping out of bed, grabbing some clothes, and darting into the bathroom to get dressed.

“Well first you’re going to have to wait, I need to talk to your mother. You can relax for now until I’m done talking to her.”

For the next hour, the family waited. Finally, Dr. Lange entered the waiting room and said, “Ashley is going to be okay. She had lost so much blood before she got to the hospital there was no way to save the baby. Does the father know she is in the hospital?”

that the unknown feeds off of fear. If it wasn’t for those small red lights sporadically posted to both exit signs I couldn’t see anything.

I don’t know what to do. I woke up this morning and they were gone. I don’t know where they are. I need to find someone. I hope there’s someone out there, somewhere...

It has been a long, long time since Ignis decided to return to Altissia, and that was after Noctis was gone.

“Oh, my God, Jerry, do you think they had anything to do with Mom’s death?” Marlene asked.

The man sat up straight, now showing interest in what he had to say. “Whatchu need that place fer? No, don’t tell me, it’s better not to know. It won’t be cheap I tell you that.”

Marie's hair fell into rings of gold kissed with strawberries as she finished the last stroke of the brush. Looking in the mirror, she sighed to herself before standing up and brushing off the dust that collected on her satin dress from cleaning her room.

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.”

“Bye grandma, thank you!” my mom said as she shut the door. My mom took me to the car and put me in my car seat. It was a toddler seat with black stripes going across it. She buckled me in and started the car. My mom clicked her seatbelt and started to drive out of the driveway.