Creative Writing : A Short Story

GW: Forgive me, James. Again I thank you for this opportunity, and I hope I have satisfied your

“There appears to be some damage done. There are too many good leaders in the county to let that misunderstanding continue. Life’s too short. It’s about our lives.”

He was rewarded with a wide smile, one he knew as just a little bit coy, but also knowing. A woman like Josephine doesn’t get to where they are without being able to judge the motivations of those around her.

“I know you did, and I’m sorry I defied you, but this was, is, something I believe in.” Silence. “I want to help others,” I state. He stiffens and I am pulled away from the present once

“Listen, if it’s something I said I just want to apologize. I want to start off on the right foot so we can get a good grade on this project. I also want to become friends with you.” said Chay.

I now stood in the empty hall. The walls were made of cold cobblestone, lined neatly forming the long hallway to the feeding room. The building, Mrs. Reed’s residence was an old castle created from stone and iron. The hallway was dark only being illuminated by infrequent sconces sitting on the walls two inches below the ceiling. There were no windows as the residents of the castle, being stalkers of the night, had an incredible aversion towards the beating rays of the sun. Before me was the feeding-room door, where the creatures that lived in the castle fed upon their provided pints of blood every evening at midnight. I stopped, intimidated and trembling. What a miserable little poltroon had fear, engendered of unjust punishment, made of

"I came to apologize! I thought that you would be the first to apologize but I guess I was wrong!" Sono said

I apologize from the bottom of my heart for the delay in my response, Gigi; it seems our conversations are rife with stops and starts, though it’s perhaps fitting on some level, and certainly indicative of the almost ephemeral nature of you and I. Still, in this regard I cannot help but feel immensely fortunate that you wished our conversations to continue in earnest. That knowledge alone is enough to spur a desire within me to free myself from this listlessness I’ve been experiencing these last few seasons. I hope I’m not too late.

“Glad you could come!” Ken said, getting out of his seat to shake hands. “We really appreciate your agreeing to speak this evening. As you can imagine, rumors are spreading like wildfire within our little community. Maybe you can put some of them to rest while you’re at it, huh?”

“I believe I’ve made my point is clear. The next message to those inside the meeting room will call for all of their thugs to behave themselves and possibly give them something to think about if they don’t like what I have to say to them.”

"My apologies Merigal" Rufius said, his head slightly bowed. "I am afraid that penchant for rowdiness that marked our

said how was your day and how was practice, Jacob replied in a low voice it was good. Jacob

“Well, thank you. Cecil, go have some breakfast. Fenris, I’m going into town today. I have gotten a letter, and I need to meet with someone named Schelet. He’s offering me a job, I think. His note was rather vague, but he said he had a proposal,” Anton said with a shrug.

“I thought Lola was going to help you pack? Where is she?” mom said with that look that moms do when they think you’re up to something no good.

“I’m sorry, Sherry, but I don’t.” He remembered seeing a 24-hour Walmart up the highway and drove there.