Aisha Oswald: A Short Story

By the time the cubs were ready to hunt, she had only just mastered the ability to move gracefully on all fours and was by no means silent. Her communication was awkward as well. The babblings and cooings she arrived with had left within a few months, but her barks and howls lacked the inflection and urgency of the others in the pack. By the time the second litter came around, she had found an accepted place within the pack: Not the Omega, too many of them still regarded her as a pup for that, but not truly treated like a pup either - she knew too much, tried too hard. In all honestly, they didn’t know what to do with her, this child who was not a part of them but who was tolerated. She participated in hunts (so she thought) and in return could eat with the Omega, her hands pulling at the flesh so as not to get too close. When the fifth litter was born, The Alpha and the pack went hunting. In a tragic turn of events, the Alpha was injured and died shortly afterwards. They dragged the carcass back towards the den, leaving her behind. Disjointed howls filled the air as they mourned his death, which turned into a battle for who would be the next Alpha. The girl cared little for who would be in charge; she clung to the dead wolfs neck, howling and crying, having lost her second father. An old song hummed through her lips without a thought, bringing comfort. A few members of the

What goes around, comes back around. Nothing happens by chance, by fate. You create your own fate by your actions. That’s Karma. Miss Adela Strangeworth was about to learn her lesson. The green paper was laying at the palms of her hands while she was shaking frantically. She reflected on her life in Pleasantville, knowing that it would all be gone soon. She was distressed as she closed her eyes, tears slowly trickled down the cheek. After repetitive wiping her face became red and swollen. After years of building up a perfect reputation in this town, someone had finally learned Miss Strangeworth for her true colours. Soon enough, everyone in town would know, news spreads like wildfire. She felt as if something had reached in, tore her heart from the chest, threw it on the ground, stepped on it and put it back. The pain was so deep, so agonizing, so intense. She felt a deep disparity, sense of numbness. Mind racing in circles, unable to make sense of what was happening. “Is this real? It couldn't be, wake up,wake up” she told herself. Miss Strangeworth slowly forced herself to look out the almost too clear window, to see her roses. Gone. Everything was ruined. She backed away from the window, heartbroken at the sight. She couldn't move. She slowly made her way to the door to get out to the garden. Once she made it outside, the town was quiet. Almost too quiet.

Jane Addams is the most wonderful person I know. We grew up together in Chicago. She was my neighbor and my friend. An amazing person to have the priviledge of knowing, me and Jane met under the worst circumstances. We had never spoke to one another until my family heard that her mother had passed away. Jane's father told my father the horrible news one night after we had just finished dinner. I remember looking at my mother and feeling so grateful that she was my mother. I hugged her a little tighter before bed that night. The next day I went over to Jane's house to express my sympathies for her loss. From that point on, we developed a friendship that could move the stars.

coexist with them. She learns to communicate with the wolves to receive food and water and over time

From a young age, Evany Martinez knew she wanted a different life from the people around her. For fear that, if Martinez did not do something terrifyingly unique her life would mirror that of her parents. Such as her mother who as beautiful and intelligent as she was, stayed complacent in the arms of her high-school sweetheart alcoholic husband. For this reason, Martinez escaped to the worlds she found in books, music, television, and movies. In the hope that one day life would imitate art.

By Saturday afternoon, the eighty-seven residents in the rural southern town of Wrongberight have borne the wrath of four days of intensive intermittent rainstorms. Yet another storm approaches the town from the northeast, augmenting their woes. One of the locals, Clemmy Sue Jarvis since birth has lived here and has a homespun philosophy concerning weather – ‘weather will be weather and it will not prevent her from doing as she damn pleases’. Therefore, around four on this particular Saturday, as ominous clouds lace the sky and soaring Pines bend to the rhythm of gusting wind, she lifts her petite frame into her rusty Ford pickup, and gradually eases out of her driveway. Cautiously, she turns onto Flat Bottom Road and follows it south

My dad was human, one of the few humans in the pack married to a wolf, and not just any wolf. My mom should have been Luna of our pack. Alpha Meyers would have been my dad instead if my mom hadn’t ran away from the pack when she discovered that her mate was Chase Meyers.

My name is Sherika Jenkins. I got your contact information from the city website. I have a job in Augusta and I am attempting to relocate there. I am a single mother with a 13 year old daughter. I have found many rentals I can afford but my credit is an issue. Do you have any suggestion or recommendations of housing for a person in my situation?

The main character in this story is a Jewish girl named Alicia. When the book

I am Zana Wilson, a soon to be resident of one of your two bedroom apartments. I originally signed for a three bedroom apartment but transferred to a two bedroom apartment because I was granted a $1000 gift card to go towards my rent. I was curious as to whether I could ask for the $1000 to be spread out evenly across the twelve months instead of it all being used at once? Please get back to me as soon as possible!

The tragic end of the beautiful Andrea Gail and the fate of all the lives on that boat is yet unknown. In the meantime, my last thought at this point of the story is I’ve come to the conclusion that the more often you go out, the more likely you are to never come back. The only way to guard against these dangers is to stop rolling the dice.

“Its bizarre how one situation from your past can affect your future and every decision you make for the rest of your life (Millican).” Allison Millican, a strong young lady, has been through many major life-changing events growing up. No child would ever think of nor wish upon him/herself the series of events she has been through. These events affected her state of mind plus the choices she made for every important situation, for the rest of her life. This childhood trauma led to depression as well as anxiety, however, it all started the day her parents finalized their divorce.

I ran deep into the woods and quickly tried to mask my scent. I didn't want him finding me. It was better this way. I continued to run until I was in the next territory. I had to get out of the woods though, the werewolves wouldn't dare come in werewolf form in front of a bunch of humans. I heard growls every where, on every side of me, daring me to take another step. Unfortunately I couldn't abide to their commands and I took another step towards the tree closest to me and climbed it. When I looked down there were about four wolves circling the tree and barking their warning to me. None of which looked to be the alpha. I got on a branch, crawled to the end of it, and jumped to the next tree. I barely caught hold of it and almost fell to my death. The barking and growling got louder. I was being defiant and their wolves didn't like it. It went on for an hour, I had been jumping from tree to tree when I finally saw the city. I climbed down a bit,

Alexia Daley who was a thirteen-year-old girl she lives on a small mountain at the edge of a small town. When the sun goes down and you are on the small mountain, there is a beautiful sundown. The sundown was all different coolers and some people come to visit the small town just to see the sun when it goes down. Alexia Daley had a special stone. She had found it when she was with Yipes who was one of her friend he had made her look for the special stone in a small pond that was connected to a small waterfall and a small river in the forest that he lives in. She was at home in side of her house sitting in a soft chair in the living room of the house that she shared with her mother and her father. She had been Reading books about the special stones in the last couple of months. All of the books were all different sizes and different cooler to. The stone she had was green she had found with Yipes in the forest. Each

Audra Yates is an immortal, a being of a nameless race that has been around since the beginning of time. But there’s still one way for an immortal to die—if two immortal soul mates find each other, they will start to age and live out a normal human life to a natural death. For this reason, Audra has been killing her soul mate for the past 125 years, every time he reincarnates and seeks her out.