Creative Story : A Short Story

“Oh Dang! He said under his breath. The church is on fire! “Let's go see what the deal is.”

“Run! Trav there gaining on us!” screamed Aaron. The tall, 17 year old boy, with dark brown hair was what seemed like miles in front of Travis, his younger brother, even carrying all the supplies for 3 people. Travis, looking back every couple of seconds, weakly yelled “Wait Arron to the right that should take u- us back!” Arron took a sharp right into an alley way. He tackled the few biters that were in the way to clear a path so his brother could get through safely. “Righ- no go left! Your left!” After following his brother’s directions they made it back to the main road where there dad was waiting, screaming, with the window down for them to hurry. Arron threw the large duffel bags into the back of his dads old, 2 door, 2000 Dodge Dakota with the dented hood. Travis bolted around the truck to the opened door on the other side and leaped to safety while, Arron hopped in the back and tapped the top of the truck 3 times signaling to his dad it was okay to go. Immediately after they speed away down the highway littered with crashed cars, corpses, abandoned suitcases, and much more. Aaron let out a deep breath and sat with his arm perched on the side of the truck as he watched as the horde of zombies faded away. He slid around the cooler and pulled out a Gatorade, wiping away the water that dripped from the bottle, with the bottom of his ACDC shirt. He slid open the back glass of the truck and handed it to Travis. His dad glared at Arron then told his

Aiko was slumped forward over the table. The private dining hall was perfect, quiet and peaceful.

As the game flowed on, layups, three pointers, and any basket you think of were raining like snow falling out of the sky. Players talking smack, coaches yelling at each other and parents steaming in fury over the performance of their children, especially mine. A major loss by 8, to the worst team in the league. When the game ended, my sister snatched me into the car and drove me home, in silence. I had no idea what was going on, I asked myself did someone just lose their bestfriend? As thoughts were running through my mind, I didn’t know what to think. I arrived at my house and just ran up into my room, avoiding all verbal contact.

Everything I saw, everything I heard, everything I felt... She cracked open my wall which all the scenery around me started to take on colour. The emptiness became full, nothing became something and the roots inside my heart started to blossom. I thought I was satisfied because my dream had come true and I’d told myself it was enough. Yet here you are, watering this withered heart again. That cloud of darkness inside me that you once saw... you saw it as the night sky. The darkest places of all. It’s something so dark that I nearly forgot that the stars also shines too. You made me understand my pain and I’ve translated this pain into something beautiful. Because that darkness, turned out to be so bright just like the starry

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

“Hello Mr. Johnson”, Alexandra says as she walks across the room towards him. “Please, call me Jeff, and tell me, darling, do you want a tattoo this time?” His smile showcases his golden teeth. “I'm afraid not Mr. Johnson, as I’ve said countless times before, I'm not going to get one more.” she stopped 5 centimeters in front of him. Smiling. “You only have one, on your ankle and it’s not big, or meaningful.”

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.

You settled across from Sean in the recording room in yours and his apartment, set up on his second monitor and sharing a microphone. You were both about to be playing some Gold with Friends with Mark, Bob and Wade, something you had been trying convince Sean to let you do for a while, but he hadn’t finally given in until now. Sean never told you why he never wanted you to join them, and it hurt every time he never gave an answer even though he always swore that it wasn’t because he was embarrassed of you, you couldn’t help but think that was the reason why.

“Young man. You have no idea what you’ve started with these kids. It isn’t just irritable library patrons who call here. Its parents, teachers, the Library Board members and not just one town commissioner, but the whole town board, mayor included. Everyone wants to know what you have done to these kids.”

The children played joyfully in their own little world. The sound of their own laughter, ringing in their ears. Warm sunlight filtered through their homemade tent. "Maxwell", a four foot giant teddy bear, stood guard at the tent's entrance.

As the rain pounded on the roof, Genevieve sat alone in the room that held her dead parents. It seemed impossible to live without her parents. She watched the wind blow and roar like a lion. The bottle that could end this nightmare right now stared her down from across the room. She glanced toward her mother's coffin “ I know she wouldn’t want that.” Genevieve's mother had always been a strong advocate for education and the a career of some type. Genevieve had decided on that night that she would no longer mope and mourn, and she would carry on her mother and father's legacy. She would keep the manor upright and stay in her schoolings.

sleep on so he sat in a rocking armchair and in a blink of an eye, he was fast asleep.

In this passage there are many symbols that show how Lily has many sides to herself and how a simple chain can mean a future with someone she would have never expected. “I promise. He lifted the chain with his dog tag from around his neck and lowered it over my head. So you won’t forget, okay? The silver rectangle dropped down under my shirt where it dangled cold between my breasts. Zachary Lincoln Taylor, resting there, along my heart”( Kidd 231). The predominant symbol in the passage was the chain. It represented the love there is between Zach and Lily. That one day he will come back for her. Throughout the passage it was unsure whether they were going to pursue the relationship or not. They kissed in the beginning of the passage, but ultimately they decided not to pursue at the moment because of the prejudice they would receive by being together. “Water can be so shiny in the dark. We stood on the bank and watched the moving pockets of light, letting the water sounds swell up around us. We were still holding hands, and I felt his fingers tighten around mine”(Kidd 229). The water is a symbol for the different feelings Lily has inside. For example, she talks about how she loves the river, how she wants to swim and suck on river stones. However, there was that one incident where at the pond, boys held her down and hooked a fish stringer to her neck. She also saw May die in the river, which was a horrific scene. The incidents that happen to her whenever she is near the water

After what seemed like a gunshot, it started with a loud bang and a brilliant flash of yellow light. A powerful shockwave had smashed its way into the hotel, decimating it, and leaving no survivors. The people in the hotel were instantly reduced to their most basic forms, blown away as microscopic carbon molecules.