A Short Story : The Story Of The Story?

What could they do? It was clear this was as far as he was going. But Paul wasn’t giving him the other half of the money either. He had the pistol if Miguel wanted to take things any further.

James drags his wounded leg. Trenton stands, James fires, misses. The humanoid returns fire. Blasts James' chest.

Our story starts off in a small, war ravaged greek village. It is not technologically advanced, nor do they know a lot about science and how the world functions. Here, we find Ventra, a young teenage boy, using his wind powers to destroy a small market to steal the delicious fruits. As Ventra is on the run, he bumps into a middle aged woman named Brite. She thought he did it on purpose, so she blinded him with her light powers, knocked him out, and took him to her hideout. When Ventra woke up all he could hear is a woman walking towards him. The room was pitch black, until many torches were lit to light up the room.

I heard a knock at the door. It was my best friend Greta! I was excited to see her, but something wasn't right. She looked absolutely terrified. I had wondered what had happened ,but before I could ask she said,"Heidi, I went home after dinner--my family Heidi!” She was crying hysterically. I replied, “I’ll tell you tomorrow.” She said,”It can’t wait till tomorrow!” She had finally told me what had happened her family was taken. I din’t know what to think. I told her that I might be able to help, however I don’t really know. I went to my bed. I couldn’t sleep almost whole night. Greta’s words thundered in my mind. I wanted to help her, but I din’t want to hurt my family. I knew that if I helped her that my family could get hurt. We could all get hurt.

“Thank you, honey; we’ll find something in the refrigerator. Now you run along,” Virginia said and acted relieved they were leaving and smiled as she closed the door behind them.

“Exactly! Where was your mother?” I asked my question out loud not really expecting her to answer.

I noise wakes me up and I see the thief. The person who had been stealing our food. It is Mr. Van Daan. I should’ve known that it was him. He such a greedy selfish man. It couldn’t have been anyone else. My immediate thought is to get Otto so he can see the thief for himself. So I start to scream for him. “Otto! Otto! Come quick!” I scream. I wake up the whole annex, which is completely fine with me. All of them should see that Mr. Van Daan has been the thief all along. Otto comes in, asking, “What’s the matter? What is it?” “He steals food!” I reply. Mr. Dussel starts grabbing at Mr. Van Daan, calling him a dirty thief and a good-for-nothing. Mrs. Van Daan come in completely confused. I can’t believe she had no idea that her own husband was stealing food! I am completely outraged. I don’t even want to look at the Van Daan couple right now. Peter is an angel, and him and Anne are really close, but I can’t even begin to say how angry I am at his father for stealing food. “Mr. Van Daan, how could you!” Otto says. I can see the fire in his eyes. It’s the same fire that I had in mine. “I’m hungry.” Mr. Van Daan replies. After that I completely explode. I can’t take it anymore. “We’re all of us hungry! I see the children getting thinner and thinner! Your own son Peter… I’ve heard him moan in his sleep he’s so hungry! And you come in the night and steal food that should be going to them… to the children.” I yell. Mrs. Van Daan rushes over to her husband. “ He needs more food

Mr. Johnson put on his uncomfortable shoes and then trudged out into the way to bright morning sunshine. He was not in the best of moods, so when he stopped at a newspaper stand to get his daily morning newspaper, he spoke very angrily the the salesperson to “hurry up.” When another man came to buy a paper, Mr. Johnson quickly stole his wallet and hid it in a secret pocket in his jacket. Then he acted extremely sorry when the man couldn’t find it and even paid the 60 cents for the paper, so as to not look suspicious.

“No, but he seemed to just sit and stare at me for near on my entire shift. I was going to point him out to you but he just disappeared.” She said and suddenly started to get an uneasy feeling. “Ulyana, do you get the feeling we are being watched?”

Okuyasu waited outside of your house with a nervous smile, rocking back and forth on his heels. The scene of him asking you out replayed in his head repeatedly, to remind himself yes, this really is happening. The door opened, and you reveal yourself to him, wearing the cutest outfit you could put together. Okuyasu’s mouth dropped in awe of how great you looked, and you smiled, stepping out and locking your door behind you.

I looked at the dark, blank floor. It seemed to be just as stupid, and empty as I was. This cell was like a cage, and it was uncomfortably cold and wet. I only had myself to keep me warm. I wonder if I'll ever get out of here. All the choices I've made, I thought they were right. Turns out they weren't. I shouldn't of accepted that letter! It has only caused me pain and loss. I miss my family... they're probably thinking I am having the time of my life, at this ”camp”. All of this was a big, old lie, and I wish they knew that...

Jerry came home from work later than usual that Friday night. He didn’t say hello when he found me in our bedroom, but thrust the glittery pink bag at my chest and waited with half of a grin.

On June 25th One cold early winter morning Evan, a 14 year old dark skinned Japanese boy woke up from a horrifying nightmare about being drowned by a 7 foot wave at Honolii when he was Bodyboarding during winter season when the waves are pumping. He usually has peaceful long naps, but his is the first time in awhile that he had gotten a nightmare. It was about 4:50am and Evan couldn't seem to go back to sleep because he'd been so afraid of the dream; thoughts of him drowning was going thru his mind . As he watched the time come by faster he decided to call his friend Rylan and tell him about why he woke up so early. Rylan is his classmate also his neighbor that has been his friend since elementary days. Evan sat up from his sleeping position and reached above his pillow to pick up his cell phone so he could give Rylan a call, but as he clinched onto his cell phone a cockroach scattered over his hand then onto the bed. Once the cockroach the size of ice cube disappeared behind the crack of the bed against the wall, he unlocked his phone using his fingerprint and attempted to call Rylan but he did not answer after a few calls because it was so early, it was about 5:15am when Rylan answered his face time as if he only slept for 1 hour. He seemed to be tired because he answered the phone by saying “go back to sleep “ in a lazy tone. So Evan just let him go back to sleep and hung up the phone with no response. Evan jumped up from his bed, rushed to the bathroom and brushed his

Is it possible for people like Cole to heal? Will there be hope? This is a story about forgiveness, and anger. Cole’s environment as a kid was horrendous. His father beat him his whole life so that is what Cole grew up to know. He treats people, the world, and himself just like his dad treated him. He was sent to get help with Edwin and Garvey, probation officers who are also a part of the Tlingit tribe. The two of them take Cole to an island where it would isolate him from the world and give him time to change and heal. There he will meet the spirit bear, and learn of the world’s beauty. Eventually, Cole learns the lesson that healing requires forgiveness from others.

“Sally, Sally, the tree fell! The tree fell!” My cousins Eyad and Adham rushed to me, yelling ecstatically like they had just witnessed the coolest thing ever. I’d just walked through the front door carrying all of the bags filled with everything my other cousins and I had survived on for the past five days at my uncle’s house. At hearing this headline of news of what happened while I was gone, I dropped everything, and it all landed with a loud thud. I stared blankly at the children, confused and wondering what on Earth they were screaming about, knowing that they probably committed an action that was completely ridiculous, adorable, and dangerous as most things they did happened to be.