Creative Story : A Short Story

“…and when she looked up, I was overcome with panic that she’d see me and call out my name…and my secret would be out” (3).

“I’VE BEEN LOOKING FOR YOU FOR HOURS” she yells back at Nick. She can feel her face turning red but she's not sure if it's from the cold of the outside or the anger brewing in her stomach. He told her that he would meet her. He promised.

“Never seen that man before in my life.” he voiced, tilting his hat down more. Irritated, the female stomped away, heading to the next table. His hazel eyes followed the woman until she ended up at the other end of the bar. After gulping his drink, he faltered to the back door with a concerned look on his face. He prayed that the female distracted herself with the other bar patrons.

“Yep,” the little girl says cheerfully and John's heart races, “I’ll call him for you.” There’s a moment where he can’t hear anything from the other end

I extend my hand to her. I always do that when we fight and she always holds my hand, lacing his fingers with mine. That was our sign of peace, when I extend my hand to her and she picks up, it means that we are well, or at least we will be fine. But Red did not hold my hand this time, she ignored me. I look at her waiting for her to take my hand. But Red it is distant; your thoughts are not there with me.

Red- I was guided by my love and passion for you. I was the eyes for love, and it steered me here.

He takes a look at her one more time, as he begins to notice the light reflect on her sky blue eyes. He feels nervous for some reason unsure why he doesn't feel composed. He began looking outside the window once she looked back at him. He softly says,

Ignoring the purposeful display of skin from her Brian thinks of what he wants an answer to first.

“If you’ll excuse me,” he said, not even bothering to look at the man. “Hey!” he called after her. She was about halfway to the door when she turned around.

“Sure, um follow me,” she replied some what confused. When we reached the end of a long corridor we entered a room. It was all white with a table and to chairs. She looked at the light then mumbled under her breath followed by “he’ll be right with you.”

Levi stops and drops his head back gazing at the roof. The room is peaceful as he hears pages turn and small talk between his friends. His eyes are shut then they open as he feels an approaching body nearby. He looks with one eye and slides his lips into his mouth timidly, framing it into a thin line.

Casey woke up and immediately realised something was wrong. Her hands were pinching from the zip ties and she started to scream and cry begging for help.

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

I always thought that I would never have a “sister” but I was wrong. When I was younger, I had always wanted a sister, but I got a brother. My mom couldn’t have any more children after him, so I was stuck with my brother. Then one day everything changed like that.

Red’s mom could hear the screams, but didn’t know which directions they were coming from. As she ran towards the screams she ran into a huntsman. She decided to ask him for help, “Excuse me sir, can you hear the directions where the screams are coming from?”