A Short Story Revealed: A Fictional Narrative

“Yea just follow me and don't say anything no matter what if we get caught we're going to be in here longer.” He hissed “Climb in here and keep on crawling until stop, try to make as little noise as possible” he whispered.

" You may claim such, but your body is responding favorably. " Ixchel proclaims, removing his hand from her still pure womanhood and it's shameful display or need, infused due to his uninvited touch. " You'll have your first tryout tomorrow, you'll loose your virginity then ! " he announces, moving back towards his table where he procures a black, near metallic looking ring, a collar of sorts that seems devoid of any mechanism to open it up.

“What spot you talking about?” Asked Bryan. At first Vaughn was nervous to tell him where he wanted to go. He took a deep breath and said,

“Yeah,” she shook her head in agreement, “I believe you are right. Though I truly believe that everyone needs to start focusing on surviving as a team. There is no way in hell that we can do this without each other, Everyone needs someone to rely.” She stated with a slight, the hair she had pulled back bounced around wildly. Her dark brown hues stared at her. “There isn’t anything wrong with thinking about the long wrong as long you don’t forget about the here and now,” lifting her hand she gestured to everything around them. “Don’t wanna get too caught up thinking about the future and forget that the dead is wandering around eating the living. Stick with your group and you’ll survive.” Laurel spoke in a soft voice, a smile forming on her lips. “Even though the poor girls end up saving the men who want to protect them in the end.” She shook her head and rolled her eyes. She hated men like that before the end of the world and she hated them even more now.

“Not it” we all get to our right knee and put our finger on our nose trying not to be last. I didn’t want to be it but I didn’t want to get dirt all over my knee, It was worth it though. We all immediately point to Tessa because she was obviously last (like always). She is also the fastest one and we can never outrun her.

“NO” was the first word that she uttered when he was enjoying squeezing the nectar of her purity. He was the same person who fought against the whole world only to marry her three months ago. He was the same person who took a vow to protect her from the outer world, but he forgot to mention that one day he won’t be able to control his inner demon. Today, two months after their marriage, he came back late from the office and starts unbuttoning his shirt and she is not ready for what he wants. She is on her period. He was tired and jaded and wanted that pleasure which he hasn’t felt from the last two days because of his busy schedule.

In a far far away village called Lugglepalooza lived the Luggles. The Luggles lived in a seemingly perfect world. They spent their days at Mystic Garden listening to the roses sing while the Flutterflies put on brilliant shows of flashing lights and neon colors. They ate fruit from the Marigold tree which grew in the middle of Mystic Garden and swam in the sparkling water from Luggle Falls. Every Luggle in Lugglepalooza had chocolate brown hair and bright purple skin. Everyone got along just fine for nothing ever went wrong. But one day a baby Luggle was born with platinum blonde hair. The Luggles in Lugglepalooza didn't know how to react. The newborn Luggle angered some while others were frightened of what it might become. The baby was banished from Lugglepalooza along with it’s parents who wouldn't dare part with it. From then on out any baby born with blond hair was banished from Lugglepalooza…

Excited burbles permeated the kitchen while Sakura skimmed through the morning paper. Nothing thrilling occured where she was stationed… then again that was likely a good thing. Peacetime was cherished widely because no one knew when it would end. At least, civilians never did.

Now this is a story about how a man's heroism saved a life of a dozen others.Ashlyn and Kelbie were in one of the twin towers,answering phones,when all of a sudden they felt a boom and a big crash.Everyone went flying and people were hit by the plane and objects went every where either on the floor or on bodies.Ashlyn and Kelbie were the luckier ones they were farther away from the crash,but Ashlyn was hurt badly she had her head slip open and Kelbie had a printer on her leg.They both tried to stay strong but knew this was their end and time.Everyone was saying that there was no exit and that there was no way out.

“You don’t understand.” Marta had heard Maria whisper, as Fernando pushed her back to see her puffy red face. Marta’s hands had started sweating as a wave of heat enveloped her. She’d felt her eyes widen. Maria had never opposed anything Fernando said.

“There are none to tell you. My life wasn’t interesting. I don’t even remember anything.”

Roan was spending the night on the roof of his house, alone. He had a cigarette hanging out his mouth as he stared up at the dark sky, thinking about nothing and everything at the same time. Music was playing through his Walkman, and he swayed along to the rhythm.

This is a story that the old ones have been telling to children for hundreds of years. It is a sad Mexican tale, but it lives strong in the memories of the people, and there are many who hear her cries at night and swear that it is true.

It was a dark gloomy day. I could hear the rain hitting the window panes. Roger invited me to his house to collect a letter. Something about the house made me feel very uneasy. I noticed a lot of hidden imperfections. There were cracks in the walls and on the floor. It make me feel unsafe. I tried to ignore the eeriness of the house and focus on the letter. I took the letter out of the envelope and began to read it to Roger. As I was reading it out loud I noticed that Roger was not attentive. His eyes were wandering into space. “Roger!”, I said. “Are you even listening?” Right as I said that Roger collapsed to the floor. I ran over to him. I shook him hoping he would wake up but he didn't. I called Madeline over. “Your brother randomly collapsed to the floor. I have no idea what is wrong with him.” “I haven’t being feeling the best lately. I hope he doesn't have catalepsy like I. It is irreversible with no cure. ”, said Madeline. I knew it wasn't a heart catalepsy. It had to have been something much worse. I think he was possessed by an evil spirit. House gave me such an uneasy feeling because it was haunted. Madeline and I tried everything we could think of to try to wake Roger up. We tried performing CPR on him. I was blowing air into his mouth has Madeline was pumping his chest. I was blowing so much air into his mouth that I almost lost my own breath. Just as I gave him his last and final breath before giving up he vomited into my mouth. It was absolutely vile. I was so

“Slow down, are you trying to get us splattered onto a wall” I shouted at him