Creative Story : A Short Story

Selison opens his eyes and sees a vast expanse of trees surrounding him. They reach beyond his sight and despite no trace of sunlight, the forest is exceptionally well lit. It is silent, though. There are no calls or screeches from any animals. The trees don’t sway and no insects crawl on the dirt beneath his feet. All around him is a silent, endless forest. With a deep breath, Selison reaches back for Deomacht. He gasps softly when it isn’t on his back.

“Ouch!” Nova mumbled, sitting up and holding her head. It felt like She had been hit with a baseball bat. Nova, a teenage girl with long black hair and skin of a dark complexion, had a terrible headache. While slowly getting up to examine her environs, she realizes she was in the middle of what seemed to be an abandoned circus tent. It featured innumerable lifeless aspects to the point it didn’t look like a circus anymore. There were few rusted metal chairs and leftover rubbage. The weather-beaten tent was ridden with holes and it reeked of mold. There was one more item to inspect, a rope. She walks over to the rope and pulls it out of curiosity. Due to this action, the curtain behind her rose, revealing an empty stage. Suddenly, the lights went out and when they came back on she was in the center of the tent once more; the only nuance was the man standing on the stage.

“Sawyer! Where are you?” Caytlan screamed. “Sawyer, I miss you, I need you”, says Caytlan starting to whimper. Caytlan begins to cry rivers through her eyes.

Adán sat down on one of the swings in the park on 223rd Street and watched some children play on the slide and monkey bars. He sighed contentedly as the children's laughter echoed in the air.

"I hope you both choke," he muttered, before turning back and continuing his retreat, this time at a slower pace. Callum stopped again, looked over his shoulder to check on their progress. They were still following him but it looked that their need to catch him had lessened somewhat.

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.

Huge fire burning. Screams louder and louder as the night goes on. People one by one. A huge bonfire party was going. The night of a lifetime. The biggest party of the year. But Skyler a tall brown haired brown eyed girl and her best friend Rylie a blonde haired harsh green eyed girl didn’t mind missing the blast. The girls were out for danger and more than they had planned. Rylie honestly didn't want to go threw with the plan her best friend Skyler had come up with but she went anyways. In Georgia there was a big town called Carrollton and there was an old abandon house that had legends upon legends about it. The most popular being a old lady lived there with her husband and the husband went crazy and made a lab in the basement to try to kill the ones who had disrespected him. And like now at least one person did not agree with it but let it happen. But one day his lab test went wrong and killed the woman and the husband. And the man is still going and working to kill each and every person. “I don't wanna do this sky.” Rylie paused. “My mom died kinda like this poor woman and I don't wanna get into that”

“ 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.

During the day before anything happened me and my friend Joseph made our way home to my house from the hiking trail we went on together he said to me when we were about to walk into the back yard when he said hey tonight I'm going to be riding my bike in Dover with my friend Ariel do you want to come with and for some reason I said yes. So he said I'll call you when it's time to go and well meet at my house I said ok again and he started making his way home.

Charlie headed to his classes. He was fine when there was a teacher around. In fact, that was the only time he actually liked school! He would talk in his classes, participate, and enjoy. The time was 11:42, ending the fourth period he exiting the classroom heading toward lunch. Charlie pushed the double-doors open, to enter the cafeteria, the smell of greasy slices and the boy's locker room struck him like a bald eagle on its prey.

Ever since “Tom” had died his mother, Anna LaFarge, began to lose her memories faster and faster. Before, it was just a few fuzzy moments she chalked up to her age, but then the leak quickly grew into a waterfall. Every day she chanted simple tasks to herself like some magic spell in hopes that she might remember it the next day. The other townspeople started to notice her madness when her occasional visits to town suddenly became far more frequent. Each day it was the same, she ran through the town asking for her son although everyone knew her son was dead.

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

It all started at his friend’s Halloween party. The whole school was going so John had to go. Their parents were gone and so the kids who hosted the party brought alcohol and drugs. John was not a bad kid and he told his 16 year old self that he would do drugs or drink alcohol. At the party everyone was acting like animals and they were all crazy drunk. John stayed out of that messed and decided to get a drink of water at the “bar”. After he was done with the drink he felt very dizzy and thought the water had some things in it that shouldn’t be there. After the party died down, he left and went home for some rest. The drive home was very uncomfortable for him because of his nausea. He heard on the radio, “I feel like a million bucks”! Which made him feel worse because he in fact did not feel like a “million bucks”. He got home and felt very sick. He was sure that something bad was in his system. John raced for his bed and just as he did he shrieked in terror. He saw a man in his mirror who disappeared as soon as John caught sight of him. This frightened John and he said to himself that it was his mind messing with him and he just needed rest. As he walked to his bed and as soon as he sat down everything went black.

I call myself the lost kid, but everyone else seems to think i'm normal, and happy. As I grow older, I seem to understand the world a lot better; and as I did I just wanted to run away from it. I always thought maybe just running away from life, would heal me; but it didn't. Everyone has a weakness or something that makes them break. Which above all mine is love and the truth. Truth; every day I seem to understand how the world works, and I get to know myself better and better. Then love; because I know it will never work for me.

“I don’t like living with you. You’re hateful and cruel,” Billy screamed as Linda tried in vain to quiet him.