Creative Story : A Short Story

It was a cold rainy night. Mrs. Fester was making supper for her three kids in their desolate kitchen. Victor, Elizabeth, and Matilda were gathered by the fireplace watching television.“ Supper's ready,” yelled Mrs. Fester. The kids came running into the kitchen. When they sat down their mother started to cry. She had just found out that Mr. Fester had died. She didn’t know how she was going to tell her kids. “What’s wrong mother,” said Victor. “Kids I know this is hard, but your father was coming home from work and he couldn’t see very well because of the rain. He thought he would pull over to the side of the road, so he could wait for the rain to stop. When he started to pull over he didn’t realize he was pulling over to where another

"Ha! Gotcha now, doll!" Byron had dropped Jill off at Charles' place, to pursue her. He was gaining on CJ; so much that he could see her dashboard. He tapped her bumper from behind, and latched onto it. They were attached for miles. CJ steered her car into the rural area of town. She geared it in reverse and jumped out the door. Byron was thrown through his back windshield. She ran from both vehicles, as far as possible. Byron was after her; he couldn't allow her to live with the truth. It was a brick wall; she was trapped.

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.

“Jane, come on.” A girl called as she bounced through the school gate and up the front steps. “Matt bought his pet turtle in for shows ‘n’ tell.” Turning back to her mother, Jane stuck out her lower lip. “Mum, please. The turtle. I have to go.” Giving her best impression of the puppy dog face, she had seen work on the parents on television, Jane tried again. “I love you mum.” Pausing for a second she gave her mum a quick hug. “Can I go now?” Sighing Alice looked down at her daughter. “I’ll see you after school.” With that Jane took off across the school grounds, racing towards her class and the awaiting turtle. “Love you Janie”

“Ah, I see you’ve woken up, Mrs. Chipley.” says Aunt Sarah. “I apologize about the room. I had to be sure you couldn’t escape and tell the girl’s parents about this.”

“Are you sure, young one?” his eyes are tired, but smiling. There is something about the way the light shifts in his eyes that intrigues me.

The 9mm pistol cocking vibrated in the air. Wilkin pressed the barrel against the left side of his temple, his finger on the trigger. Dawn cut through the intense blackness, and the first rays of light reflected off the gun and the silhouette of a single figure on the boulder. Swallowing, he blinked to ward off the tears forming at the crevices of his eyes.

Kids were screaming as they walked outside for recess. “Snowball fight!” A small boy at the age of 7, with shaggy blonde hair, covered in a crimson red Flash beanie shouted. Many kids got to work on making snowballs.

Jack had never really been a kid to be overly concerned about anything other than getting an equal amount of ice cream for desert as his big sister.

“That’s it!” shrieked mama Guppy, “I am not putting up with this any longer, I want you out of this house, you are old enough now to get your own house.” The first guppie was complaining that he didn't want to move out, the second and third Guppie just laughed at him, “Oh don't you think that laughing will help you two either, I want all of you out of my house, it’s what is best for you.” All three guppys groaned in harmony and dragged themselves out the door, but before they left mama Guppy yelled out “Be carefully while building your houses you wouldn't want a shark to come up and get ya!”

I know what they say, ‘you never really miss someone until they're gone.’ Until now I never truly understood this expression. I had always known my cousin was adventurous, in fact, I thought of her as an older version of me. However, I never thought she’d be on the other side of the world. Nevertheless, that is another story for a different time. Today was the day I’d get to see her again, the day we’d get to catch up, the day where it would be just like old times. I’d only have one day until she goes off into the world again. I’d have to make the most out of this one day.

Elista only jumped after someone else did first. With four older siblings she was always doing stuff that wasn't quite made for kids her age, so she watched them do it first. They jumped over fires, creeks, ponds, or off ramps on bikes or skis or sleds or go carts, you name it. She always let them go first but eventually she would jump. If she didn't her siblings would say "This is why we can't bring you anywhere Elista your too much of a scardy-cat." So she always jumped even when she shouldn't have. Even when she was pretty sure she would fall. Because of this, by the time she turned twelve she had twisted an ankle, broken two limbs and aquired thousands of bruises.

The trees zoomed past him in a blur, as he ran with everything he had. Each foot fall echoed with the beat of his heart. His lungs burned with the need of air, but he knew that their was no hope for rest. If he stopped or even slowed down, they would catch him. And he knew what would happen if they caught him. They were hunting him and in this forest there was no escape.

BOOM! Luke heard as he jumped out of bed immediately. The nasty grinding noises did not sound right. “Should I find my parents? Do I stay here? He knew something was wrong but he was not prepared for what would happen next. His tangled, tight pajamas were twisted around his body from rolling in bed. Then he heard the heart wrenching creak of the ship as it leaned back. “I need to get out” Luke thought to himself. But there is one problem. He is alone at the bottom of the ship where halls are eerily quiet, and is basically a ghost town. The ship felt like it was sinking very fast to him but when he looked out the window, nothing much was really happening. He didn’t know what happened but he did know one thing, he needs to find his parents. As he opened his door he saw lots of people rushing down the hall like somebody let bulls out of a gate. Everyone was stumbling over each other and the had no regard for others.That's when he got panicked. “Mom!, Dad!” That wasn’t going to work, there was no way his parents would hear the screams because they were drowned out by the panicked passengers running through the boat. Luke fell multiple times as the oncoming crowd of passengers rushed to the top. He finally got up the stairs to the dining hall, glowing with yellow lights to create a warm environment. But the thing is, it was the opposite. Then all of the sudden he saw his mother's face. He saw her light blonde hair that was effortlessly curly. “I wish her ocean blue eyes would

The people on the huge transportation bus watched on as the beautiful young woman with the cane made her way up the many steps of the bus. She paid the driver, and used her hands to find the seats, walked down the aisle and found an empty place to sit. Once she settled in, she placed her bag on her lap placed her cane next to her. It had been a year since Gertrude, twenty-four, became blind. Due to a medical misdiagnosis she had been rendered sightless, and she was suddenly thrown into a world of darkness, anger, frustration and self-pity. She never understood why this had to happen to her; she was so young, it just isn’t fair.