Creative Story : A Short Story

“School has been ok,” was all I could offer to the man who had left my life when I was just a small child. After that the kitchen was quiet until my mother came back

I darted to the car, wrestling Chloe, my niece, into her seat, swearing to sing with her for the entire trip to Chuck E Cheese. I mentally praised my older sister, Chloe’s mother, for her terrific idea. I didn’t see Kristin often. The last time was at my huge birthday party six months prior. I couldn’t remember why she’d left early, I was just happy to see her again. Now we had an entire day of fun to enjoy as a family. I wedged myself between Chloe’s massive car seat and the giant stroller, leaving little room to move. I could only see straight ahead, through the windshield as my sister started the purring engine. She hurriedly swerved backwards out of the driveway and rammed the car into drive before accelerating down the street, grinning

"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.

“Run! Trav there gaining on us!” screamed Aaron. The tall, 17 year old boy, with dark brown hair was what seemed like miles in front of Travis, his younger brother, even carrying all the supplies for 3 people. Travis, looking back every couple of seconds, weakly yelled “Wait Arron to the right that should take u- us back!” Arron took a sharp right into an alley way. He tackled the few biters that were in the way to clear a path so his brother could get through safely. “Righ- no go left! Your left!” After following his brother’s directions they made it back to the main road where there dad was waiting, screaming, with the window down for them to hurry. Arron threw the large duffel bags into the back of his dads old, 2 door, 2000 Dodge Dakota with the dented hood. Travis bolted around the truck to the opened door on the other side and leaped to safety while, Arron hopped in the back and tapped the top of the truck 3 times signaling to his dad it was okay to go. Immediately after they speed away down the highway littered with crashed cars, corpses, abandoned suitcases, and much more. Aaron let out a deep breath and sat with his arm perched on the side of the truck as he watched as the horde of zombies faded away. He slid around the cooler and pulled out a Gatorade, wiping away the water that dripped from the bottle, with the bottom of his ACDC shirt. He slid open the back glass of the truck and handed it to Travis. His dad glared at Arron then told his

“Oh Dang! He said under his breath. The church is on fire! “Let's go see what the deal is.”

"Where the fuck are we going, the border's West." The hulking six-foot three, heavily tattooed Latino removed a ham-size first from the steering wheel and glared at the man in the passenger seat.

My brother slowly made his way to a sitting position. He ascended from the cushioned seats with a look of perplexity on his face, which is understandable since the three of us were madly pounding on the windows. He made his way over to the driver’s seat to unlock the car. It felt refreshing to be welcomed by the cool air as my mom and I finally entered the car. We said showed our gratitude by saying thank you to my dance teacher as we drove away from my dance studio. My mom inquired, “CJ, that was not cool! How did you not hear all the noises we made?” Nevertheless, she was too late to ask him because he fell asleep

“I am sorry, auntie NoVa, I dropped the ice-cream”, I heard a voice call from behind me as I drove down the slick, wet road. I turned around in my car seat being careful another car wasn’t in-front of me. “I smiled at the familiar hazel eyes that run in the family and answered back “it’s okay baby ill clean it tomorrow morning if it’s nice out and we will go get you a new one after okay? The child smiled back up at me and both kids in the car started nodding enthusiastically although the other one was still munching happily on their ice cream. I laughed under my breath and turned around not expecting that only five more minutes up the road that my life was going to change forever. I remember the flashing lights and the excruciating pain. I

After the storm Old Wu went searching the beach for his nephew, Cao Ren. He instead found a sea-child with shimmering mackerel-green skin. The sea, whipped by angry winds, had swaddled the infant girl in soft kelp and hidden her in the high wrack line amid the tangled remains of Cao Ren’s fishing boat.

Alex was walking down the street people in there houses would shut their doors and pull their children inside when he would walk past. He walked around a corner where he saw a black alley cat. I evil smirk crept over his face. He grabbed it by the back of his neck and dunked it some water. In the freezing cold something wet things get stuck a cat's wet fur will defeataly stick to medal. The cat cried as it hung here Alex know once he was out of sight the people the help the ragged thing. So he didn’t worry about it dieing of the cold. Later at home a fight broke out between him and his parents. “You should know better you are part of this royal family, a prince and my prince. You make us look like bad parents his dad went one.”

The children played joyfully in their own little world. The sound of their own laughter, ringing in their ears. Warm sunlight filtered through their homemade tent. "Maxwell", a four foot giant teddy bear, stood guard at the tent's entrance.

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.

“Another day another dollar” I kept reminding myself, “ picking up after all these spoiled brats.”

“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’m home”, my brother called out when I heard our front door slam shut. “Daniel's with me too!”, he added. Wait a minute, I’ve never heard of anyone named Daniel so, I quickly sat up and waited for them to come upstairs since, I know that they gonna go to my brother’s room. I suddenly hear two pairs of feet thundering upstairs and the next thing I know, my room door suddenly slams open and I see a guy in the doorway, with the bluest eyes I’ve ever seen and a perfect jawline. I suddenly feel self-conscious because I was wearing a hoodie with sweats on and, my hair was in a messy bun since I had slept all day. He suddenly looks really embarrassed and he mutters something like, “sorry, I thought this was your brother’s room”. I thought that he would have a lower voice like my brother’s but he had such a high-pitched voice. I then hear my brother’s voice, “Dude, wrong room, that's my sister's room. He then said “bye!” really quick and practically sprinted out of my room After he left, I heard him ask my brother “ you have a sister???, how come you never told me, I ran in there like a complete idiot and my face turned so red!” “Dude, it’s fine, she’ll probably forget it happened anyway.” my brother replied, but I didn’t.