Creative Story : A Short Story

We all got out of the car and started walking to the back of the house to the fire. Where we noticed that no one was there. We all ran back to K-Art’s car. When two clowns showed up but later we found out it was just John and Kesten trying to be funny.

“Yeah because there all together, like together, together, the blonde girl that’s Rosily and the big dark hair guy Emmet there like a thing, I’m not even sure if that’s legal” Jessica said

“I’m not expecting anyone. It’s probably just a vagrant or beggar dropping my name. Send her packing,” William said.

“Jack have you noticed anything different about your sister?” I asked thinking he would know. Jack has always cared deeply about family and friends, he’s a very nice and friendly person

“Here, I found you a present,” Jack said with a evil chuckle. He takes the article, that Jane said to look at, and starts to read. As he is reading, he face expression starts to change to a worried scared expression.

“I guess you could say that” I said. “But there was this one kid his name was Jack”.

“ She’s well ,the same Marian I remembered from my childhood”, I smiled. “ actually I was running errand for her. Do you have some time to spare, for my assignment requires discussing an event with you.”

“Thanks,” Roy gratefully said, knowing that the people working with Johnny were going above and beyond their job description to make things easier not only on Johnny, but on him and his wife as well. “I’ll see you tomorrow.”

“I was, uh . . . I was going to tap you on the shoulder to ask you a question, but you turned around before I could.” Jess looked at Mrs. Perty’s expression. “Nothing out of the

(The Clown walks by Mr.Boyle and RACHEL looking sad. The Puppet King is following the Clown.)

“What do you have for lunch” said a quiet voice we all somehow know as Jeff, Jacks best friend.

The killer clown had on a rainbowfied onesie with long, bright red shoes on his feet. His face and clothes were covered with blood, even his knife.

“On the news tonight the worst thing that could ever happen to mankind has happened”. The news reporter said in a sad voice. “No there isn't a meteor that is going wipe out all of the humanity but something a lot worse…Choccy Milk production is being stopped worldwide but we don't know why. We will get back to you as soon as we know more details about the situation”. I couldn't hold the tears Choccy Milk was like heaven on earth for me. Choccy Milk actual was my favorite thing and everyone I knew loved it. So why would they stop making it? I ran to my parents who were in the kitchen watching the news on another television to tell them about the bad news. “Don't worry son.” Dad said, “I've got this under control”. My Mother leads me off to my bedroom and said: “everything will be better tomorrow, good night”. She tucked me in and walked to the door of my room turned off the lights and closed the door. After a little while of tossing and turning, I finally got to sleep.

I woke up with a start with sweat dripping down my face. Then suddenly I realized I was screaming. My high-pitched scream rang out against the overly quiet dorm. I could taste the stale air coming into my room. Shaking hard I screamed for my roommate to wake up and help me calm down, right then I realized I wouldn’t get any help from my roommate though; she was gone. Just like everyone else she was sleeping in her parents warm and cozy house on Christmas break. I, on the other hand, had been fighting nightmares ever since the start of Christmas break the vivid images replaying older and over in my head. I could remember the scorching smoke finding its way to my house and pouring in. The fire ravaging house after house never satisfied enough with what it had eaten. It caught up to my house and we ran. We ran like there was no tomorrow and there wasn't for some of us. My sister tripped and I went back for her, meanwhile, the rest of my family kept on running not clear on the events happening around them. They ran further into the smoke, and by the time I got to my sister I could not see them. The fire jumped out and circled around us, engulfing everything that was in the circle surrounding us. There was nowhere to go without getting burned and then a miracle happened. A stranger came out of the clearing and helped us get out. We ended up living with him until he died years later, leaving us alone with his house. He was like a father to us even through the hardest

Chase was the second child in his family, during his childhood he would hear things in his house once while he was five he heard a cry of a little girl which was odd because he didn’t have a sister only an older brother Mathew. He went to find where this crying was coming from he ended up walking alone dark in the night it was windy and breezy till it started to rain as heavy as a piano on Chase, though he didn’t mind the rain he just wanted the little girl to stop crying. Till blue and red lights started to flash like light bulbs in Chases face it was the police and his worried parents, his parents asked what happened and he simply said "I just wanted her to stop crying." His parents were confused but told him to not do that again and didn’t ask any further questions. He later on figured out that he could hear paranormal activity Chase was never bother by the fact that he had these certain powers he called them. One day while coming back from school his parents told him some not so surprising news his dad had been struggling to pay the bills with the job he had but he had been offered a job in Kansas and he gladly took the offer because he knew he was struggling and the offer would help his family live a better life. Chase wasn’t so surprised by the news he knew what was going on with his family even though no one ever told him what was going on. Two months later Chase, Mathew, and his parent ended up moving to Kansas in new house that Chases didn’t have the most comforting