A Story Of A Short Story

Ever since I was a little girl I hoped someday I would be able to go back in time.Well now I’m fourteen and was told to stop believing in silly things like that.One day after school I found a locket there was a tiny button inside.Before I took it home I made shure it didn’t belong to anyone around the park.With no luck I headed home and when I got to my room I pressed the button to see what it did and in a flash I was falling out of the sky!. I wasn’t as high as a plane but it was still pretty high. I fell on a tree then rolled down a rocky hill. When I was able to get back up to my feet all I could see for miles was small herds of mammoths!. Next thing I knew an arrow flew past my head. I looked over to see where the arrow came from. It

It was a dark stormy night with the smell of fall in the air. The light shining down was tangent and I can still remember the sound of the rain dripping down from the cold ceilings as it started dripping down our necks. It was eerily quiet and the only noises heard were coming from up above along the sewer drains. The scary part is, I remember it like it was yesterday, there was grit in my teeth and not from that morning 's breakfast. There was little to no visibility as if you were alone in space. The truth is, we weren’t alone, we had each other, but that just meant there were short sprung moments of grace between us.

My journey began with my giant family, floating and swaying down a wide, clear river. The sun shone bright in the sky and it was extremely hot. I felt the myself rising above the other water droplets. I looked around to see billions of my friends and family surrounding me, rising up until the sky was filled with microscopic blobs.

Thoughts rushed through my head about how I was going to survive and whether I will ever see my parents again. It began too much for me to handle it felt as though my skull was caving in, I allowed myself to lie down. My thoughts evaporated as I focused on the nature around me, the water trickling down the mossy rocks making their way down to the river below, the birds chirping and the trees blowing through the wind.

It was the first day of summer, my friends and I were headed to Great America. From the cloudless sky, the sun seemed to boil the air around us, in the muggy car with the air conditioning on full blast. The radio was turned on at almost full volume, the noise came out in static and it would sometimes cut out. My blue baseball hat knocked on the window as I anxiously stare out of it, anticipating our arrival.  Finally, out in the distance I could see the very top of the newest ride, peaking over the trees. It’s vibrant orange color made it stand out over everything else. As sweat started to drip down my forehead and the air around me was getting thicker, I saw the exit, which meant we were only moments away.. We took a sharp turn to the right, causing everything in the car to slide, but

On July 21st, a serious crime had happened. The town of Eastville will never be the same. The people, animals, and the town had completely changed, especially Penny. Penny will never be Penny ever again.

I bask in the destruction as the symbols of the most powerful beings on Earth simply melt away. I shut my eyes and let the snow wash over my skin, arms outstretched. I open my eyes to Jensen chuckling. “What?” I ask.

One evening in late fall a young innocent girl named Mary was walking along the road when she saw a poor defenseless lamb. She started to approach the lamb, and as she got closer… and closer… and closer, mary notices something around the lamb's neck. It was a collar of some sort but did not have a name tag on it. She decided to take it home and put signs up for a missing lamb. When they got back to Mary’s house the lamb noticed that the house was kind of mysterious looking, two gargoyles were placed at each side of the porch along with a statue of a weeping angel.

The bleak, white landscape appeared to continue on forever as Ada trudged up the mountain side. She had heard the gunshots pierce through the icy air and immediately began running towards their origin.

Suddenly everything was doused with bright color. Noise tore through the air leaving a lasting sound of a artificial ocean and sweet aboriginal music. People were ubiquitous, all seemed to be gazing at the spectacle. “Wouldya look at that Deage”.

I woke up in a snow covered forest, shivering as I looked around dazed and confused. I looked up and was met by a cloud-covered sun, surrounded by frosted trees. It must have been midday, I thought to myself,

I hurried to the hotel to put on my bathers and grabbed a pair of goggles. I was running as fast as I could back to the beach as if the beauty of it would disappear before I was back. I finally made it, I went deep into the freezing ocean, held my breath and went underwater. It was another world. I flew in the water like a bird in the sky. Every inch of my body had been caressed by the salty water. I felt free as if I was in a gravity-free void. Soon enough I had learned to jump over the waves before they slammed against my body. I explored deeper into the sea, fish swam past as I entered their home occasionally coming back to the surface for a breath. The colours of the reefs and fish stood out shouting for attention. It was mesmerizing. The immense waves threw me back and forth, playing catch and I was the ball. I floated around, the movement of the ocean taking over me. The white-tipped foamy waves shimmered in the light. I wished I could go deeper, but I knew I couldn’t. I swam back to shore, the crisp air hit my skin. I was ready to dive right back

It was a cold, rainy November day and my mom and I were walking to the store. We passed all the usual sights. The pizza place, the bank, the gas station. When we walked into the grocery store everything just seemed different. Nothing had changed, it just seemed odd. The store was big and easy to get lost in. They had just about every kind of food you might want and more. I walked to the chip aisle to grab some Fritos. Once I found them, I started walking to find my mom, when all of a sudden I got really dizzy. Then, somehow I ended up in a fountain. I don’t know how to explain the feeling. It just kind of happened. People in bonnets and funny hats just stared at me. Then I ended up back at the store in dry clothes. My mom found me and somehow knew what happened. She took me to the building I’m in now and is having a meeting with a bunch of people.

A teen girl snuck into her apartment complex at noon. As she walked through the kitchen, her body froze. A part of her twitched, and before a plate could fall from her mother’s hands, she caught it.

His story began when he was a little boy living in America with his parents. Timmy was at his friend's house for a sleepover when he heard sirens. He looked out the window and saw the red fire trucks going in the direction of his house. He didn’t think anything of it, he thought it was a normal fire. The next day he got a call and it was from the local police station telling him that his parents died in a fire late last night. He was torn, he had three days to say goodby to all his friends in the US before he had to go to France. He was forced to go to France and live with his Aunt and Uncle. When he got there he was looking for their house for two days but could not find them. So, he went to get food at the local bread store and the owner had seen him around looking lost. He offered him a job and a home. Timmy called the owner Pere which means father in french He accepted and he worked and lived with the owner for many years.