Creative Story : A Short Story?

The way Charlie wriggled on his lap as she kissed Dan's ear reminded him of their very first time 10 years ago. He looked over her shoulder and saw 15 or 20 boys and girls on the beach. They were dragging big bags of what looked like seaweed and carrying wood and gathering rocks.

Stepping out onto her small porch Laurel placed her hands her hands at her hips, head turning from side to side, to gaze at the city. Everything looked so peaceful, it was hard to believe that sooner or later everything would change, war was on the horizon whether they like it or not. She muttered out a sigh as she reached her hand up to rub at her forehead. She blinked a few times when she caught sight of Cain. “Here goes nothing.” She mumbled to herself as she walked down the small steps. She met Cain at the gates, a slight smile played at her lips. “Don’t worry, I’ll make sure to keep everything in check. I won’t allow anyone to blow anything up.” She stated with a slight nod of her head. Her right hand fell to rest atop her gun, “Make sure you don’t kill anyone else Cain. If we want to win this war we are going to need the numbers.” She muttered out in a soft voice, a hint of announce could be heard.

The Elark lunged for him again, grabbing his amulet and trying to rip it off of his neck, Phoenix raised an arm and swung, catching the creature on the side of his face, a small cut on the Larks cheek began to bleed profusely where Phoenix’s ring had struck him. He roared in pain and staggered backwards, Nix tried to take the moment to feel for his phone that had been lost in the scuffle. He dropped to his hands and knees and crawled across the floor, shards of broken glass sticking into his palms. It was impossible to see through the smoke and rubble, he was trying to concentrate all of his energy into his hands but he couldn’t seem to make a spark. He didn’t want to yell because if there were more Larks nearby it would only draw them in, he was by himself.

Mikal sat across from Tracy, one of the Golden Heart’s analysts. He fixated on her stale, boxed-in office, the simulated wavy fields, the dark forest behind it, a sunset steeped in crimson clouds, the sounds of birds migrating—all of it tracing their way behind her and around the office. Centering on Tracy’s face, she crinkled her pink neon lit lips into a smile and tapped her glowing neon pink nails upon her metal desk.

It was dark out in Central City. Barry’s mom Nora tucked him up and gave him a kiss, she said “sweet dreams my beautiful boy”. Barry went to sleep. A few hours past by. Barry woke up to strange sounds. He saw the water of his fish bowl levitate. It was happening all over his room! He went downstairs and he saw a red and yellow blur. He started screaming because his mom was on the floor with a knife in her heart. In a split second he saw a man in the yellow blur, then he disappeared. His dad, Henry said “run barry run” and out of nowhere he was blocks away from his house.

One day, on a nice and sunny day, there was a family driving in their car to there grandmother’s house. They were happy and nothing was stopping them, until something did. They were jamming out to Taylor swifts newest songs and out of no where, came a truck. The father didn't have time to react so they collided. When they collided a wave of dark matter hit the daughter, who was the only survivor of the crash. The daughter’s name was Alex Smoak.

I must have lost my footing somehow during my slip through the mirror because I fall out of it and crashed with a with a painful thud on my bedroom floor. I looked up. My room was dark, but a door was ajar in the kitchen, and light from a fixture stretched across the hallway. I untangled my feet and rose. Then silently crept into the living room, hid behind the sofa, and peeked over the top. Gordok sitting at the table eating some kind of green gunk and giggling with a group of witches.

“YES! We’re going to the mall again!” I yelled excitedly. Aashna and I loved going to the mall. We got to run around, look at all the funny mannequins they had in stores, and the countless amount of frogs they had in the entrance fountain. But of course, as always, someone had to ruin our fantasy.

It was quiet on the sea that day. Juana sat with her firstborn in her arms, and watched the clear water. The sea was a mirror that day, and as she looked down into the blue she saw her own face staring back. Worry was present in her eyes, as she continued staring down, hoping for a glimpse of anything other than herself. Waves lapped at the canoe, slowly rocking the boat back and forth, causing Coyotito to still in her arms. She glanced down to check the infant was still breathing, simply to satisfy the brief thought in her head that he had stilled forever, before closing her eyes. Her face was set rigid as she sat, wishing for luck from the god’s hands. From God’s hands. Whichever would help her son first.

“Hey folks are you okay in there? I saw the explosion and got here as quickly as I could.” “Yes, Leonard we are a little banged up but we should be fine can you move what is blocking the door I can’t get it to give way!” Salomon shouted though the barricaded door. “This cargo is too heavy for just one man see if one of you can fit though the porthole!” Leonard yelled back as water rushed in from the side filling up the hallway then started leaking into the bedroom soaking their shoes. “Papa what are we going to do the window is too small for you or Mama to go through? How do we get out?” Salomon realizing what had to be down looked at his wife and that was all he had to do and she understood so both of her parents kneeled down to Victoria’s level and said “Kitten you will have to go through that window alone.” Victoria’s eyes rippled in her tears as they fell off her face like a stream she tried to respond and asked her parents “How do you get off I can’t go without you we have to find another way.” Celina ran her hand though her daughter’s smooth hair while Salomon wiped the tears from her soft face. “Sweetheart we are not going to give up we will do everything to get out of here with hopefully with Leonard’s help but if we can’t find a way out you will have a better chance of surviving you must go ahead just remember that we love you Victoria.” Then they took her hand and opened her palm and putting a small, gold knife with a small ruby at the meeting point between the

It was a nice morning in the small town of Radium, Colorado. As Chris walked out of his house, he saw the frost on the grass, saw his breath in the air, and felt the cool breeze blow through his clothes. It was the perfect morning to go hunting. After all, he still had one more tag to fill. So, he walked back into his house, made himself a cup of coffee, put on his clothes, brushed his teeth, grabbed his gun, and headed out to his truck. As he walked outside, his neighbor saw him and came over to talk to him. Naturally, Chris said “Hey Jim! How's it going?” Jim replied back “Pretty good. You going hunting this morning?” “Of course. I still have one more doe tag to fill. It's nice and cold right now so they'll be down low to try and stay warm.” Chris tells Jim. “Where are you going?” Asks Jim. Chris replies “I'm going over to area 15. A place right across from Baldy mountain.” Right when Chris said that, Jim’s face turns pale white. “What's wrong Jim? You look as if you've just seen a ghost.” “It's nothing. I just remembered. I have to go. I'll talk to you later.” Jim says shakily while running back into his house. Confused, Chris walks back to his truck and starts it up. He didn't understand what the big deal about him going up there was. As he got up there, the road got a little bit rough but it wasn't any worse than any of the other roads he had been on while hunting. The only sketchy thing was that there was a cliff to the left of him and the road was pretty narrow. Then,

There once was a shark named jerald he was one of the last remaining megalodons on the planet he was mid age and about 40 feet long and very very dangerous.he was the king of the sea and not even the eldest of sharks opposed him for if they did he would kill them.But unnoticed by him the sea level was dropping and humans where to blame.It was the middle of the day and jearld had just finished lunch a blue whale.HE went up to his favorite sun bathing spot a coral reef about 10 feet below the surface.But when he got there he was shocked by what he saw part of the reef was poking out of the water and only then did he realize that the water level was dropping.He knew he had to do something so he came up with a plan he would travel upland and find whoever was responsible and kill them.So he set of to do just that it was late next evening when jearld arrive at the shore of new york he was lucky a major flood had just passed through and.The water was just high enough to support him.

Charlie headed to his classes. He was fine when there was a teacher around. In fact, that was the only time he actually liked school! He would talk in his classes, participate, and enjoy. The time was 11:42, ending the fourth period he exiting the classroom heading toward lunch. Charlie pushed the double-doors open, to enter the cafeteria, the smell of greasy slices and the boy's locker room struck him like a bald eagle on its prey.

It was turning dark, starting to rain and shadows were cast all over the cemetery. The only light was from the headlights of the car we came in. There was a slight cold breeze from the north and it was about 60 degrees. My hair would be all over the place if it weren't for my bandana with the American flag pictured on the front.

“Oh, dear God, please protect her,” Andrew prayed, knowing he may never see the love of his life again.