Creative Story : A Short Story

It was saturday night, 1963 in England. Dakota Korte was looking for a place to stay that was cheap but also nice. He was in England for his aunt Martha who had gotten stomach cancer, but he had spent so much money on his trip here that he barely had enough to stay at any other places. While he was walking looking for some other options to stay a big sign in a window caught his eye, it said in big bold letters “BED AND BREAKFAST”. Before he got to the door to knock on it, the landlady had already come outside. He thought it was kind of odd she knew he was about to come in but he hadn’t even turned to walk up her steps. This was the only option he had and it was getting late so he took up her offer of a cheap price and let the women greet him inside.

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.

"In an age lost to time, the world fell victim to a great evil. One with no remorse, no compassion, and no sense of humanity. An evil that was very, very, uh, bad and stuff. And it was really handsome too! And-",

I desperately attempt to calm my quailing heart, but it is to no avail as it pounds against my trembling breast. The terrifying, headless beast continues to chase me; he looms closer and closer. I can feel his breath, burn down my neck, like hellfire. I violently jab my horse’s ribs increasing my speed up, his breath lessens. I see safety, my heart soars. I lift my head up high rejoicing in the sanctuary I soon shall be blessed with. He lifts his head as well and hurls it towards me. The head flies through the air flaming, smashes through my skull ripping my head from my neck.

It was a hot and humid day when a group of students from Lexington High made the long trip to Niagara Falls. They sat on a rundown school bus that jerked and moaned as it sped down the highway. The students quietly mumbled as the heat slowly suffocated them. A sneeze was heard from the back and someone answered with “bless you”.

She thought of Julio and the neighbors. What would they say, It was meant to happen. Her mother is crazy. They are the neighborhood’s locas.

The fresh image of Lady Hel with her arms wrapped around Thor, and as he struggled, she pierced him with her blade and they disappeared together into the ether of nothingness, leaving behind the cool crisp air.

“Sango, Toll Gate, Pleasure, Ile Epo! Sango, Toll Gate, Pleasure, Ile Epo!” the conductor screamed as he walked towards Toyosi, his right hand stretched out, shoulder slouched. She squeezed her face and eyed him, his white singlet stained with black and brown spots and streaks. His fingers were dark with engine oil and dirt stains, his fingernails half eaten. He pulled up his shorts to his waist but it immediately started falling off again. His singlet, rolled up slightly over his belly, revealed his dark midriff and his even darker, loose boxer shorts; they too were almost falling off. He stretched out his right hand again as he approached Toyosi, as if he wanted to help with the bag she was carrying but she tried to avoid him, swerving and throwing her face away. She wasn’t about to let him contaminate her goods.

I had been up an hour previous to when she walked in and tried to get a couple more minutes of sleep. Though I tried my hardest to close my eyes, the sounds of snoring from the other side of the room kept me wide awake.

The room was warm, Sparks Flew everywhere. “Charlotte! CHARLOTTE MOM DAD!” Ian cried out loud. He could barely breath through the smoke in the house.He looked for his family throughout the house. He coughed as he made his way out the house.Charlotte was there but not their parents. They waited for their parents to come out, But they never did… Charlotte Started to cry and Ian look over and tried to comfort her. She flicked his hand from her shoulder and looked over to him as well. She didn't look as much sad as she was mad,No she was Furious. “YOU DID THIS!” She yelled. Ian looked at her confused. “Did what?!”he asked “The fire by now simmered down and the house was covered in ashes. Charlotte started to run she ran into the woods “CHARLOTTE WAIT” Ian cried. He tried to chase after her but his throat ached, his legs hurt, and he had smoke in his lungs. He fainted on the dirt.That was the last he saw of his only sister, that made him the only one left of his family.Ian grew up now, no longer is he covered in ashes.His reddish hair swirled in the wind. Big Frog Bubbles, was next to him, his sword his mother and father forged for him, was behind him. He was ready for anything. He lived in a big town. Where everyone knew him and his sister to. Except his sister had not had quite the same reputation as he did. She was Depressed,evil and couldn't control herself she ragged wanting her parents back so badly,but no one got her real story ,not even Ian. Ian on the other hand, was

“But sir, I really need this job without it I won’t have anything.” cried Lauren, a single mother.

“It’s been decided,” Taylor hissed with a clenched jaw, “Now hurry up, we’re almost inside.”

“Well here goes another day, what do you want to do today Colby,” I said.

Unbeknownst to him, as he watched her, his gaze softened and a small smile graced his lips. But as he watched her maneuver back towards the castle, he could feel his heart beat quicken. This woman was only here for a couple of days. By all accounts, a stranger. But still, this woman filled him with such happiness and joy and he had no idea why. It didn 't make sense to him. They had never met before this.