Creative Story : A Short Story

"Where the fuck are we going, the border's West." The hulking six-foot three, heavily tattooed Latino removed a ham-size first from the steering wheel and glared at the man in the passenger seat.

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.

2 pip I took a step back. I even let you move in here. I'm not being irrational! - I thought...

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.

A chuckle escaped her parted lips when she heard what Octavia had asked her. She licked her lips, pushed down on the bottom and began to speak. “It took some time for me to figure out what need to be done to get back down here, to the ground.” She paused, pulling the radio from her lips. Head tilting off to the side as a laugh escaped her lips. Octavia was probably the only living person left who knew that she was the one that wasted 3 months of oxygen and not Finn. She lifted the radio back to her mouth, “We are here now and ready to get you guys out. It might take use a while.” She mused. “But we will get you guys out of there.” She released the button, lowering the radio she sat it down on a pile of rubble. Dark hues stared at it as she

The eyes of the painting followed me as I passed it. I was chilled to the

They don’t notice it at first. Between the cold weather, Rachel’s nervous breakdown and scrounging for as much of Danny’s asthma medication as they can, it’s months of infrequent bathing before either of them notices it.

Sergeant Morse was pulling night duty in the orderly room when a woman called, asking for Billy Hart. He told her that Specialist Hart had shipped out for Iraq a week earlier. She said, “Billy Hart? You sure? He never said a word about shipping out.”

Ever since “Tom” had died his mother, Anna LaFarge, began to lose her memories faster and faster. Before, it was just a few fuzzy moments she chalked up to her age, but then the leak quickly grew into a waterfall. Every day she chanted simple tasks to herself like some magic spell in hopes that she might remember it the next day. The other townspeople started to notice her madness when her occasional visits to town suddenly became far more frequent. Each day it was the same, she ran through the town asking for her son although everyone knew her son was dead.

Nate, a 15 year old boy, was on his way home from school.Once he turned down his dead ended street, he noticed a huge black figure standing in the window of the kitchen. Coming closer to the house, the figure jumped up and disappeared into the air. Nate jumped up off his bike and ran inside. After entering the house it was very quiet , he knew his mother wouldn’t be home any time soon, so, he headed up stairs to see if anyone was up there, he come across nothing. After reconizing he hadn’t seen anything in the window, he went and got an apple down stairs. Once opening the kitchen door he saw all the apples were gone, suprisingly he gave no thought to it and went back up stairs to do his homework. While doing his homework he heard his bedroom door shut, he stood up opened the door and saw a black monkey staring at him.

As i’m looking at this body lying in the road I wonder to myself who this guy might be and what happened to him. I’m going to get to the bottom of this case. I take a look at the contents of stuff in his pocket and see if I can figure anything at by just looking at his things. I decide to head into town that is nearby and see if he is from there. While the drive to town was quiet the town was as any other town would be, noisy and busy. I stop at the nearest bar that I can find. I go inside and see if I can find anything out about our dead man. The bartender who I speak to tells me her name is sara, I show her the picture of the man. She says that's Rick Prattz, he comes in every tuesday and plays pool with a few other guys that come here every tuesday. I now know what those quarters in his pocket were from. She also mentioned that he was a very well known guy in this town, everyone seemed to like him. I ask if she might know his address and she writes it down, and i leave. I drive around the town until i come up on his house. I start to walk up the driveway and stop and thinks to myself about how i'm going to get inside. Then it hits me, I have the key that was in his pocket. I keep walking and when I get to the front door I try the key on the door and to my liking it worked. I walked in and started looking around for any clues why he might have been found in the road dead. There are tons of pictures of him and the same girl found in the picture he had in his pocket. I

She found family annoying. She found new things a threat. She even found life useless.

Coolness, night sky, outside, fireflies, moonlight, chasing and playing tag with her sister, up until her sister poofed into dust, still hearing laughter as everything seemed to be watered down and dripping. The fireflies seeped into goo, the ground was shaking, the night sky’s stars were falling like raindrops, even the bits and chunks of the sky. She panicked, looking around, scared and confused. She kept hearing laughter, until everything was silent, until everything wasn’t moving, until everything was gone. She stopped, heard her sister’s voice calling her name, so she turned around to see her sister, only it wasn’t her at all. Her sister’s eyes were just black holes, her teeth looking jagged, her hair in a messy braid.

Selison opens his eyes and sees a vast expanse of trees surrounding him. They reach beyond his sight and despite no trace of sunlight, the forest is exceptionally well lit. It is silent, though. There are no calls or screeches from any animals. The trees don’t sway and no insects crawl on the dirt beneath his feet. All around him is a silent, endless forest. With a deep breath, Selison reaches back for Deomacht. He gasps softly when it isn’t on his back.

As Mom walked away I began to cry. I whispered to myself “I'll find a plan so I don't have to go.”