Coldest Summer Short Story

“Oh no,” whispered mother with her handed across her mouth. “What are we going to do?”

“Would you like some coffee?” Mother asked, wringing her hands and then shoving them into pockets on her light blue dress.

Winter Solstice was a very special time in Stormholt, with Kenna and Val’s friends visiting them every year for a grand celebration. It was cold and windy that night, and even though Kenna and Val were having fun, they were also feeling restless. “Damn it Kenna, this dress is so itchy! I hate having to be so formal.” “I know Val, but at least I let you do your hair the way you like.” With an amorous look, Kenna eyed Val up and down. “You’re not wearing anything underneath that dress are you, Val?” Grinning at Kenna, Val nodded, “You know me too well. But I’m pretty sure it’s not just me.” “I guess you’ll have to find out later.” As Val observed the way Kenna’s hair flowed in the wind, she had a hard time concentrating on anything else. “… and that’s how I invented plumbing. I… Val! Are you even listening?” “What? Oh yeah, very funny, Whitlock.” “Val! It’s not supposed to be funny, it’s supposed to be interesting!” “Ok, then it’s really interesting,” Val said with her eyes locked on Kenna, not fully aware of what she was even saying. “Ugh, I don’t know why I try with you, maybe Lia will be more considerate.” With that, Whitlock walked off, leaving Val alone with her wife. “Kenna, this shouldn’t be possible, but when you’re bathed in moonlight, you’re even more beautiful.” Placing her hand on Val’s thigh, Kenna smiled and gave her a kiss. “Funny, I was just thinking the same thing about you, my gorgeous wife.” Kenna looked around to see if anyone was paying attention to them.

Born Lisa Williamson in 1964, Sister Souljah is a hip-hop artist that burst to the forefront of mainstream media in 1992 when she was criticized by then Presidential candidate Bill Clinton for saying "If Black people kill black people every day, why not have a week and kill white people?" Clinton was trying to prove to other Democrats that he did not sympathize with the organization that Souljah was a member of. She basically said Bill Clinton and went on to sign music and publishing contracts. She has become one of the more passionate and articulate voices to emerge speaking for young African Americans in the United States. She has written and published to works: No Disrespect, and autobiographical account of

"We are going out to dinner tonight, just for you. You did really well this school year." She smiled delightfully.

We have observed two different short stories, one called “Examination Day” by Henry Slesar, and another called “All Summer in a Day” by Ray Bradbury. “Examination Day” is about how when a person becomes 12 years old they have to take an examination determining their intelligence. Anyone with an intelligence above the norm is considered unacceptable. Anyone smarter than the norm is eliminated. The story focuses on a very intelligent boy taking his Examination, and getting killed for being too smart. The story “All Summer in a Day” is about a colony on Venus that faces constant rain and the sun shining once every 7 years. The story focuses on a girl Margot, from earth who is harassed by the others on Venus since she remembers the sun being

     Born Lisa Williamson in 1964, Sister Souljah is a hip-hop artist that burst to the forefront of mainstream media in 1992 when she was criticized by then Presidential candidate Bill Clinton for saying “If Black people kill black people every day, why not have a week and kill white people?” Clinton was trying to prove to other Democrats that he did not sympathize with the organization that Souljah was a member of. She basically said Bill Clinton and went on to sign music and publishing contracts. She has become one of the more passionate and articulate voices to emerge speaking for young African Americans in the United States. She has written and published to works: No Disrespect, and

“After supper, I’ll bring her a free birthday cake with unique candles. How does that sound?”

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Finally we heard the clanging of the garage door opening. My dad and I were hustling out of the door and into the car. We tore down the street faster than we ever had. The dashboard read 6:20pm. We turned on to Shawnee Mission Parkway. The traffic had not gotten bad yet. My dad said ‘’I hope we get there in time’’. We turned

That evening when my mama did come home, I was all set to surprise her again with the money. But unfortunately as soon as I saw her getting out of the Family Truckster I could tell now wasn’t the best time to approach her. (And yes, we really do have a Family Truckster

In the cold , cold arctic there are 3 polar bears Samantha, Chris and Ted. Ted and Samantha fall in love and Ted is left alone, soon Samantha realizes she still loves Ted and wants to be with him instead of Chris ,they start walking along the ice and then all of a sudden Chris comes by and starts beating Ted she doesn't know what to do so she screams and screams but know one comes to help she's terrified so she tries to break the fight up but it doesn't work they push her into this big block of ice , she dies and they have nothing to do but feel sorry for what happened .

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“It 's nice right?” My mom asked, smiling at us. No one really answered except with an upset look on our

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