Creative Story : A Short Story

“They’re probably around somewhere. “No.” She shook her head. “They’ve been missing for at least a half an hour. I thought they were climbing the hill…”Then we all froze. You can hear someone yelling. It sounded like it was coming from the church. “I’ll get them, don't worry!” I started running , a man caught my arm. “I'll get them, You kids stay out.” I jerked loose and ran on. All I could think about was that we started it. I through a rock at the window and pulled myself in. I took a deep breath and started coughing. “Where’s the kids?” “In the back I guess?” I hollered, we started stumbling through the church. The cinders and embers began falling on us. We pushed open the door to the back room and found four or five little kids, about eight or younger, huddled in a corner. One was screaming his head off, and Johnny yelled, “Shut up! We’re going to get you out!” He looked over his shoulder and saw that the door was blocked by flames, then we pushed open the window and tossed out the nearest kid. I picked up a kid and he bit me, but I leaned out the window and dropped him as gently as I could. I could hear Dally screaming at us. I picked up kids as fast as I could. The Roof was falling, I heard abruptly “Get out!”.

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.

It was a dark halloween night. 7 year old Sophie and 13 year old Tommy were just heading home from trick-or-treat. Their town was a good place to go trick-or-treating.The neighbors always knew what candy the kids wanted. They remarkably knew what the Robinson family liked. (Sophie and Tommy) Just as they were heading in the door, Tommy saw something strange across the street. It was something he had never seen before. He saw his father watching television and he could smell fresh collard greens, mashed potatoes, and a big juicy steak. All he could think about was eating but he kept looking over at that house figure. Immediately, he took Sophie in and told his mom he was going to the Little Quick Market around the corner to get salt and pepper. Of course she said okay. Tommy slowly walked over toward the house.

"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.

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

Michael was dreaming. He was a boy in his father's ranch and he'd been bad again, playing in the snow against the strict warning of his mother. Doggedly, he'd sneaked out of the house, running wild in the snow covered field, even skating on the frozen lake not far from the house. Mother said, “not to,” because the ice wasn't solid enough, but he did anyways like always. As it turned out, his mom was right. He felt the ice crack under him, bleeding with icy water. He wanted to be calm and savvy his way out, but he heard the neighbor's dogs barking, perturbing him. The dog was usually friendly, but not today. In a panic and effort to escape, he sank to his waist in the ice. He was going to drown!

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.

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.

"Well...I...sort of....saw....uh...Claire." "Ok, so what's the huge deal?" "She was kind of...sort of...out...of her...crate." "WHAT!!!!!!" "#$%^ &#Y&%^%$^ *^@7^*!!!!!!!!!!!!!" "MOTHER!! There are children reading this book!" "Whoops, my bad, I got a little carried away there." "Ok, I will go downstairs to get her, but 2 pieces of information." "Oh brother, what are they?" "Number 1, you will come with me and NOT CHICKEN OUT!!" "Ok, Ok, but what's number 2?" "Number 2 is... well, it slipped my mind." "Uhhhh!" "Stop whining and let's go!" Slowly Carrie and Will sneaked down the steps trying not to wake Ellie or Joe up.

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.

“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.”

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 Arizona state graduate looked up from the gas pump. He looked up at the friendly gas station worker who he had just talked to. Kaden waved, so did the worker, and he set off down the lonely highway back home. Kaden had just moved to Durango Colorado with his beautiful wife savannah and was just coming home from the multi-million-dollar industry that he owned just as it started to get dark.

Maya adjusted her eye glasses with her hand. She was currently sitting on a bench at the park close to her home.She comes here every evening. It was an ordinary evening and she was watching the Brooklyn sky like every other day. Today was a tiring day for her. She went to school hoping that she can end the day peacefully without having to face Tasha and her friends. But like always her wish wasn’t granted. She went to get her books from the locker after reaching the school and she saw that people were looking at her weirdly. She ignored them but she noticed this the whole day.