A Short Story : The Story Of Aiken's Story

CRASH! ZAP! POW! A thunderous lightning bolt struck Billy while he was flying his kite outside of his house in the clear, blue, Arizona sky. Billy lied in the dead grass and had smudges of soot across him as though someone drew on him with a pencil. He mustered out a couple of coughs, while a small, black cloud escaped his mouth with every cough.

"We should probably head into the jungle to look so then at least we won't be as vulnerable as we are out here in the open "commented Carlos "Alright then," agreed Shane "let's head out first thing in the morning, but until then we should try and get some sleep" As the four children wandered into the small cave Carlos had created, the sun seemed to dissolve over the horizon and disappeared for the night.

"Name is Brian O'Connor, wealthy businessman, a family of five, died because of a bullet wound through the heart," FBI agent, Wisteria Clive, says while writing it onto her notepad. "Please, tell me, did your son have any enemies? In business, family, anything?"

“ Alright today's the day were going on goliath” My dad said.I was really scared because at the time I never rode a rollercoaster with a huge drop. The drop was at a 90° angle and there was a bunch of loops in it. When My dad and I got into the line he asked me what row I wanted to go in. I told him “Not the back, and Not the Front, so let's go in the middle.” Of course he didn't listen to me and we went in the front row. I still told him no but we did it anyways. When we got into the front seat there was no handles in the front there was just one on the side of our seat for each person. The front of the cart was pretty far away so it felt like nothing was in front of us. Once I was buckled in my dad said to me, “What pose should we do for the picture?” We picked a pose but i'm not really sure what it was. Then the person who ran the ride asked all of us if we were ready, and we all shouted,Yes!. Then the cart started moving. I was kind of scared but also really excited. When we started heading to the top I put my hands up and was ready for the drop. When we got all the way to the top the cart stopped and I told my dad, “Are we Stuck?” Then right when he was about to answer the cart went down at a 90° angle the roller coaster went around and around and when the picture came we did a pose and It was really successful there was more loops and the cart went underground for a little bit. Then the cart slowed down I was sad because the ride was so fun. I told my dad, “I want to

He soaps himself thoroughly, washes his hair twice, and holds his face under the water a long time, eyes closed, feeling like there was something he meant to feel now.

She found family annoying. She found new things a threat. She even found life useless.

"Is this my time," Tanis Lightbody asked himself as he lay with one side of his face pressed against the asphalt as the ricochets echoed in his ears as if they were the percussions of drumsticks and his head the drum. He knew that if he got up to run, his silhouette, his blackness, would be perforated with punctuations, with periods of light, by the things making the explosive typewriter sounds, the lead hailstorm falling all around him. He also knew that if he didn't, the end result would be the same. Tanis knew that like everything else it was just a matter of time.

Life was once happy until the death of her father. That was when she was forced to be the servant by her step- mother. Which Ella could only seen as a cruel act. As she did everything she had to watch as her stepmother and her two stepsisters do nothing. Life was never easy for her. But she always manged to keep her chin up. As she had Gus to keep her in good spirits. As it seemed like her life couldn't get any worse. Ella knew not to say that out load. Because her stepmother would make sure that did happen. She knew that it was there job to make sure that she was miserable.

“Well, in five minutes we’ll be on our way to Iowa. Lord, how did we ever get in this house? What prompted us to buy a nightmare?”, exclaimed George.

It's a nice Summer day,Oliver is driving down to the beach to hang out with some friends and go surfing.Then when he gets to the beach he goes around the building and sees his friends,so he runs over and says hello.But Mark was not there,so he just thought he lost track of time.But 1 hour goes bye and there is know Mark,so he gets back in his truck and starts to drive to Mark’s apartment to see why he is late.Then he knocks on the door and it pushes open a little bit,so he opens the door and sees everything is trashed.Then the phone rings,and Oliver picks up the phone and a Deep voice on the other end says

As me and my son Aiden,little fiery one, sit outside our hut on a warm, dark night while my son finish his upper body exercises. After finishing his exercise sweat dripped from his thick eyebrows and wide body, he stands next to me and ask me a question I have been preparing to answer since he was a child.

“BANG! BANG! BANG!” it was not uncommon to hear Richard outside with his shotgun. As a 50 year old farmer living in Missouri, Richard loved the sweet smell of potatoes and the sound of his shotgun. He didn’t make any money as a farmer and had grown to detest people. Richard resided in a craftsman style house and the closest kin to him lived 60 miles away. Although he was not the best shot in the world because of his poor eyesight, the target still received a bullet half of the time. On a normal day, Richard would water the fields, milk the cows, feed the animals, practice target shooting and follow it all with a hearty dinner and full nights sleep.

“I’ll tell you how I survived,” the old man said. We sat in an empty coffee shop at a table set up next to a floor to ceiling window. The window looked out onto a busy main street with crowds of people walking back and forth. I kicked my feet, too short to touch the ground, against the legs of the chair. The old man turned a half-empty red mug around in circles on the table. “It’s quite funny, actually.”

'Whenever Daddy had the day off work, we would visit the shops, or ride on the tram. He’d let me ride up top so I could see all the sights. And Clog loved going for a walk in the park'

The cops swarmed up beside him and The Robber turned frantic eyes to his. Harvey’s eyes blurred with blue and black.