A Story Of A Short Story

Beau Bennett; Blonde hair blue eyed boy. He is the biggest mystery of them all. Being 6’2 and playing right wing in hockey. We play on the same team, but not knowing a thing about each other. His eyes burning holes through the back of my head while he is sitting behind me in English. It’s like I can just feel it. Knowing that he is looking at me.

“Because your a wolf! Wolves can't talk!” I talk a few more steps back and the wolf takes a few steps towards me.

Austin felt his stomach turning end over end as he propped dumb ol’ Judd on his horse. By the time he got the even dumber brother Obadiah on his horse, he was hurling last night’s meal. Jess walked up to Austin and offered him a cup of hot coffee. Austin said, “Thanks, Jess. I needed this.” “I know boy. I think we’d best wait a few minutes before we hit the trail. You look greener than the high mountain grass where the cattle graze.” Chuckled Jess, trying to lighten things up. Austin just shook his head as he laid it back down between his legs. “Funny, Jess. Real, funny!” “I know! That’s what makes it even funnier! It ain’t me offeren’ up my last nights vittles to the buzzards. I just hope you finish before they figure you to be a tasty morsel.” Jess was laughing as he walked over and saddled up Austin’s horse. He’d already made plans on how to maneuver the dead men and their horses along with their own down the dangerous trail. With this much coverage, surely they could come through almost any trouble without too much harm. Once Jess double checked everything and secured everyone; he hollered, “Let’s move em’ out boy.” Jess and Austin walked side by side on the wide parts of the trail. Austin felt safe in the middle of the dead men and their horses. Looking over at Jess, he said, “Jess, I’ve been thinken’. Back at the campsite this mornen,’ these fella’s made me mighty sick for meeting them. Now, I feel real good about them riden’ along with us. In fact, I’m grateful their concerned about our well being. Who would have thought the Wilson boys would be for protecten’ someone other than themselves?” Jess began to roar with laughter saying, "Now your a thinken' right." Austin loved his laugh. It came deep from within and was so contagious anyone would have to laugh along. Jess reminded Austin that it was a time to laugh. So hoot all you want. We might not get the chance again.” Moving on down the trail, Austin spoke to Jess about killing. Jess wasn’t comfortable about the subject but shared his knowledge with him as he saw fit. “Killen. No good comes of it. No matter the situation, it’s no good. Someone always dies and someone has to live with it. Ya see, killen’ is an evil

“Here,” Dean left his stoves and knelt down beside her. “I can’t let you clean up my mess.”

It was a cold Thursday in Tennessee when Arden returned home from school to see about three suitcases fully packed and sitting by the door. She would soon realize that these three suitcases were the start of her life completely changing.

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.

In the beginning, there was only darkness. For many years this darkness remained. There were no stars, no sun, and no earth. But one day something very special happened. The sun and a star were made. The Sun was called by the name of Fred and the star was referred to as Jacky. Fred and Jacky loved the space they had together for millions of years but this love did not last. Jacky became lonely and wished to find more stars like her. Fred was devastated to see her in so much distress. So he gave a strand of his sunlight to Jacky. Jacky was very thankful that Fred had done this. The strand of light Fred gave to jacky made thousands of stars. Both Jacky and Fred were very happy once again. Fred and Jacky started to drift apart. This upset Fred because he didn't have any other friends. Jacky didn't notice because she was too busy hanging out with her new friends. Fred became depressed and started to lose his light. One day a huge meteor came from out of nowhere. This huge meteor was named Terra. Terra was an oddball because she was very plain and was not as beautiful as the stars. The stars rejected Terra. Terra was really sad for a long time. Until one day she bumped into the sun. The sun had seen nothing like Terra in his life and he thought she was the most beautiful thing in the whole universe. Terra and Fred became really close friends and they both started to fall in love. Fred asked Terra if she would marry him. They had a love that filled the universe with light. Terra and Fred decided they wanted to have kids. Their plan for children brought them a big surprise. They had octuplets planets. These planets were much smaller than the stars and they worshipped their parents and revolved their life around their dad. Terra and Fred waited three more months until they had their ninth planet. This planet they named Earth and she was special. The other planets became jealous because the parents treated her with more delicacy and showered her with more love. Earth was bullied for a long time by her siblings. The Earth started to become extremely wary of her life and felt all alone. Fred and Terra decided they should help and gave her a friend. This new friend named Moon would become her eternal

Mavis can hear shouting. She can tell it’s Ian because they have had plenty of yelling matches before, but instead of differing tastes in movies, Mavis can tell there is true contempt in his voice. Rattling her head, she can faintly see Leon collapsed on the other side of the room. Her heart tugs. She tries to talk to him, yet Ian’s voice drowns her out. Mavis wants to scream at Ian until she looks at him, and he his face isn’t twisted with anger, but fear. She follows his line of sight to a man that looks like he is what caused the gorge in the Grand Canyon by jumping down a little hard. The giant man is doing a pitiful job of ignoring Ian since his face is red and keeps glowering at Ian. Mavis uses the luck that The Forest gave her to encompass Ian with fortune. Her luck is noticeably weaker than normal, and Mavis understands that they were taken far from the school, and further from The Forest. She tries to move her hands, but they seem to be restrained. When she looks up, there are stars. Ian stops berating the man when a door opens to let in magnolias and councilwomen Morris. Mavis’s can’t comprehend the situation, but Ian seems to understand something because instead of yelling profanities he casts a spell that breaks whatever was holding his hands together. Mavis watches as Ian fends off physical attacks from the giant man and bolts of lightning from Morris that crackle the sky above and sends a blanket of shattered glass onto them. Ian isn’t attempting to be careful because Mavis is supporting him. He seems to know that by just moving around her luck will make him step away from the bombarding duo. Without Mavis noticing, Leon is standing and casting weaker spells than Ian. Morris easily paralyzes Leon, which gives Ian time to cast illegal spells that opens a glittering fissure in the room and that causes the giant man to bleed from his pores. Mavis feels her restraints burst from her wrists in flames. Ian is an amazing multitasker she notes. He is also at Leon’s side. Before Morris can summon another surge of strikes, Mavis tackles her. Ian takes the opportunity to toss Leon into the fissure. Mavis recognizes it as a portal now. She learned about illegal spells in school, and the portal takes the

Muffled sounds of shouts and bangs on furniture can be heard in the room at the end of the dimly lit hallway that is lined with bright photos of the same smiling family. A man swings open the door, turned back to a woman cowering away from him and shouted something that was clear in sound, but it didn’t sound like English in Harvey’s head. The man slammed the door, causing one of the frames to come loose from it’s perfectly hammered-in nail and crash on the clean wooden floor.

The old house groaned and creaked. Blake stepped over a pile of bloody glass. Someone, no something, had jumped through the window. She didn’t want to see anything more, but her feet kept moving. Blake turned the corner. The door to the parlour was ripped off it’s hinges. She didn't dare make a sound, the monster was still here, and it wanted her. The parlour couch was slashed open, it's stuffing falling out. A nasty red stain colored the white couch. A arm,mangle and shredded, was lying under the couch. Blake resisted the urge to throw up. She ran into the kitchen, trying to hide from her fate. A stench of blood filled my nostrils. Blake turned her head. A girl her age was lying on the floor. Her long blonde hair was matted with blood. Her neck was twisted at an odd angle. She had a bloody stump from where her arm was torn out of its socket. Long cuts indicated where an inhuman creature clawed open her chest.I had never seen her before. She was just a guest at this party. Blake knew Maia was here. Even if Blake found her, it was probably too late.

It was midday when a man named, John was driving across the state to see his family. While driving through back roads, he encountered abandoned woods. Soon the unexpected happened, his engine started smoking. John had no choice but to pull over in the middle of nowhere to check it out. He was able to get the car up and running normal again but, something else happened, his tires were flat. John had no spare tires, it was like this was no accident. So, he started walking through the woods looking for help. After an hour of finding nothing, he tried to go back to his car but, his car was gone! After panicking for a brief moment, he thought to call the police but, he left his phone in the car, now he didn’t know what to do. After a hard hour of thinking he knew what he had to do, he had to find somewhere to sleep but he didn’t know where to look. He began to search around for a few minutes in the cold and dark woods.John seen a light in the distance and tried to follow it. As John was walking, he started to feel tired. His legs went weak and he felt a shiver down his spine. Knowing he needed to hurry, John tried to run but it was like he felt like he was paralyzed at that instant John felt a hand on his shoulder, he didn’t feel alone. Once he got feeling back and could move again, it seemed as if the light started to get dimmer, John had to move quicker. Every step he took felt like he was being watched, which he didn’t like it at all. What seemed like hours of running, John

On February 27, 2011 I was woken up by a bad dream around eight thirty on a chilly Sunday morning. My father was home sheltered away from the sleet and rain and I have no idea where my mother was, she did not work that day, but possibly she was at the store. Everything seemed more dim today, but at least it was my grandma’s and my first sleepover together.This event shaped me into the person I am today because I finally realized that life is not fair and people die, but it does not mean that they are gone. This is about the day my world flipped upside down. The day grandma would really disappear.

Even before Mary Lennox even arrives at her new home, she finds herself resenting it. But what else could she do? The young girl had never experienced love or excitement. Medlock, trying to pass the time, asks her if she has a favorite story. With her arms folded across her chest, and her face scrunched to show wrinkles, Mary retorts to the Medlock, “My mother didn’t have the time to tell me stories.” The Medlock, she is surprised, but simply shakes her head and remains silent for the rest of the journey. Mary had come from India, where she lived with her neglectful parent until they tragically died in an earthquake. Mary is so emotionally damaged that she said “I was angry. I never cried. I didn’t know how to cry.” When her parents died, rumors spread that she did not show remorse. People called her odd. At the manor, Mary quickly gives herself the reputation of being a spoiled girl, as shown when she commanded Martha to dress her, and then called her unintelligent when Martha was trying to make a joke about Mary’s wardrobe colors, which happened to be black. Mary is upset, but Martha ends up introducing her to her younger brother Dickon, who becomes her first friend. Mary goes outside and finds a garden, and an old man. He asks her why she is here, and she replies and says, “Where’s the door?” Mary wants to find the key to the garden, as she is intrigued by it. The old man(his name is Ben) tells her that, “No one’s been inside that place for ten years,” referencing to the

“Yeah right!” Anna yelled as she kicked her horse and came chasing after me. We stopped at my grandpa’s farm.

Charlotte Diaz sat on her bed and started out the window. Her finger lightly tracing the cascaded rain drops on her window. She sighed and hugged her knees close to her chest. Her tears began to fall and mirror the raindrops outside. Charlotte could still hear the loud shrieks and arguments of her parents taunting her.