Creative Story : A Short Story

Lauren’s mother succumbed to the troubles of the world and was addicted to drugs while she was pregnant. Her mother’s addiction caused the severity of Lauren’s

She would take Ritalin to help her stay up at night to finish papers, and the first she did was in college to help her relax and focus. She knew she was addicted to drugs in college, but still graduated with from a top university, with a dual Masters. She secured a great job after graduation, and moved in with her boyfriend. It was around a year later she found out she was pregnant. Her boyfriend was also using drugs and was controlling. He insisted that she have an abortion, because “what was he going to do with a child”. She mentioned, “killing her baby” was the hardest thing she has ever had to do.

Once this girl started with the drugs, she could not stop. As soon as she tried the first drug, it lead to all of the other drugs and things that she did. Her first time doing the drug was an accident, and she did not know, but she made the wrong choice in continuing to do them. She said it gave her a feeling of belonging and love that she had never felt before. If her parents or her close friends had paid more attention to her, then some of the events that happened would not have happened. Her heavy drug use lead to her runaway from home to the streets, involvement in crime, her prostitution, and her visit to the insane asylum. She found a "best friend" (Chris) - one that would give her drugs - and they decided to runaway and leave their family and friends to start their own shop in San Francisco. They thought they could not handle their parents telling them what is right and what is wrong, but that is what they needed to hear. They were naive in thinking they could live their lives alone without any rules or any authority.

Brianne Camilleri, a freshman from Boston, had two involved parents, had a home, and had what seemed to be a good life. But Brianne became severely depressed, she explained, “It was like a cloud that followed me everywhere. I couldn’t get away from it” (as cited in Wingert et al., 2002, para 1). She decided that she would start drinking and trying drugs to numb her pain. On occasion, she would steal from stores. One time her mother caught her stealing, Brianna felt that her ‘cloud’ would never clear. She went home that night and swallowed seventy-four pills, wanting to die. When her mother found her, hours later, she rushed Brianne to the hospital where she told the doctors that it was a one-time thing and it would not happen again. However,

A girl named Olive was always up to try new things. She liked the thrill of doing something new. One day she was at her cousins house and he had some weed in his room and asked if she would like to try it. She said yes because what was the harm? She thought she would try it and never do it again, but she tried it and liked the buzz she got. After that she smoked for about 2 years until she tried some more drugs. The drugs she took ranged from smoking weed to shooting heroin. She started dating a guy named Matthew and he did drugs also. They loved each other and got married. After a few years of marriage, Olive found out she was pregnant. While she was pregnant she continued to do drugs, even though she knew she should not. She could not stop

"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.

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.

A moron named Jack lived with his half moron mother in a rusty devastated shack on a rotten farm growing only thorns. All they had that was considered a luxury was their skinny cattle that produced very little milk. As soon as the cattle stopped producing milk, the mother wanted Jack to go sell it.

Lord Fox laughed as he hugged the child close. 'Have you thought about any names for him, Aunt Eliza?'

“The cake!” a cracking voice screams from the kitchen. A young, brown haired male ran to the oven “Thank god, it’s not burnt,” a sigh of relief rushes over him. He had a very slender figure that went quite well with his narrow face. He covered the base of the cake with a UT orange frosting, then with black frosting wrote “Happy 14th Birthday Aster and Alex”. He set the cake on the marble countertop and began to clean up. Moreover, Alex Strange always enjoyed the smell of baked goods, ever since he was a kid watching his father bake.

“ Will I ever get another best friend like her?” This was the question that raced through my mind as I was packing my bags. I had just found out that my best friend was moving states, the thought of this broke me. Megan and I had been so close as friends and now she was just leaving. That is the moment that I realized you can’t take for granted the people you appreciate in your life.

“It was the perfect day. The sun was shining, the wind was light and I couldn't have been happier. How could I have not been happy. I had a great day of school with all my friends, my mom bought me lunch and I was just on my way to the comic book store. It was a 6 year old's dream. I was skipping down the sidewalk, holding my mom’s hand when I noticed weird man in the alleyway. “Want some free comics?” he begrudgingly asked, and being the idiotic 6 year old I was, I let go of my mother’s hand and ran towards him.

A high schooler is going to a party, aware there are going to be drugs going on there. She knows she won’t go near anybody doing them, but doesn’t know she will start drinking……... Alot. She walks in and is immediately handed a drink, she looks around and she knows she isn’t in a good atmosphere. She starts drinking and a guy walks over and starts talking to her about drugs and how they are safe and fun. She gets hooked, she starts and never stops. She’s driving home and she isn’t stopping at stop lights, stop signs and isn’t seeing straight. She hits something and wakes up in the hospital completely unaware of what happened. Drugs have changed her life completely.

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.