Creative Writing : A Short Story

The drive home was difficult; his vision swam and his muscles felt stiff and achy. Too bright city lights glared at him, pierced his eyes. His head throbbed, beat, beat, beat, in rhythm with his racing heart. Nausea rocked in his stomach and every noise seemed amplified. Why were these damn people driving so slowly? He needed to get home; he was already late as it was, and his father wouldn't be pleased. Leaving the glowing city behind him, Aiden found slight relief in the peaceful country roads and sharp peppermint smelling pines that surrounded his home, if you could call it that.

Two days after that he found out that they got divorced and separated. Terry decided to go work on the car in the garage. Terry worked on a component car as known as a kit car and he has been working on the car for days. He finally got it to run and he rum it up to keep it running. Also he began to head to Portland, Oregon to see his uncle since he has not seen him for along time.

Rick eased the motorcycle on to Grand Avenue and the two made their way up to the university campus. He cruised Stadium Way at a respectable speed, then the motor screamed as he turned left on Nevada then right on Spokane Street at seventy miles an hour. Not a cop in sight. Luv sucked in her breath and hung on for dear life. She recognized the route, they arrived a moment later at the campus

She remembered that we took the train tracks to obtain getting to her house faster. She had seen an opening in the neighborhood and she turned. We followed, but, Keisha noticed it was getting to the point of pitch black and decided to call her mother. She recalled that we showed up to her street when she noticed that there was teenage boys were in a pick-up. She viewed them speedup and also create noise to either to scare us or show off. She bellowed grow up as loud as she humanly could. She heard the truck come back and just ignored them. She heard them again and started running to her house. Nevertheless, Jordyn’s side is the last one to

“Oh I see where we took a wrong turn,” Kelley sighed with relief, “We have to take a right and then go straight all the way to that bridge.” They began walking, all relieved that they found a way out of the sticky situation that they were in. “I see our mom,” Will announced as they walked up towards their mom. Finally they reached Kelley and Will’s mom, “Why do you all look so nervous and sweaty?” Their mom questioned. All four of them laughed, “Just a bit nervous from the rides,” Makayla stuttered with an uneasy look on her face. Kelley and Will’s mom just looked at them and replied with, “Alright well it’s about 3 o’clock now, we have about four to five hours left before we need to leave so when it is 6:30 come and meet me back here and then we can leave.” Kelley nodded in agreement and laughed, “Yes ma'am.” Several hours passed by and it was now time for these four crazy teens to get going, “I’m so glad we found that map,” Kristin stated as her and Will walked out the exit gate. “Me too, I don’t know what we would of done without that map,” he whispered

The kidnapper turned to a neighbor for help, to get his truck running again so he could make his get away with the young boy. Not knowing Mahurin was in the middle of committing the horrific crime, the neighbor did help by offering jumper cables to get the truck going again.

“Why are you down the road when I am here about to get murdered? Come back! All of y’all!” and I hang up before he can argue. I have been sitting in my car on Lambert road, wondering if Ben is really going to get out of the car, for what feels like eternity. Finally, I see headlights and hear the engines of my friends vehicles revving at the end of the road. Our friends had came back for us.

William continued walking until he arrived at the crime scene. In his mind he tried to picture what had happened, but it was just too much for him. His thoughts were interrupted when a man, "Driving a 2005 Chrysler 300 jumped a curb and collided with," (seven 1) a young woman who was crossing the road. Everything happened so quickly that William had no time to react. The vehicle continued driving even after it hit the woman. William saw the woman lying on the road and rushed to help her. The woman stood up with William's help. As she assured him she was okay and that everything was fine, she fainted in William's arms. William stood there confused, not knowing what to do with the beautiful stranger who had just fainted in his arms. The nearest hospital was located in the next village which was about twenty miles away. He decided that he would take her to his hotel room and take care of her

Zack reached down and pulled the handle. He had to use his shoulder to get the door open. He gritted out a cry of pain as he got out and leaned against one of Monty’s cars. Tina managed to scoot out and hit the pavement. She looked over at Garrett to see his full attention was on the car in front of him. Zack managed to get the backseat opened and ushered Tina inside first. He crawled in after her and pulled the door closed. “I’m getting the two of them to the hospital. Move to block him in. Cops are on the way,” the driver said over a radio. A couple of other voices came back over the radio with a ‘Roger that’ and then they were off.

“yeah, yeah,’ smiled Abby. Abby was on her way. She was running a little late but it was okay Caleb would not care. Abby hopped into her black Mustang and headed for Caleb’s house. It was very stormy and hard to see much of the road. Abby drove very carefully. Caleb didn’t live more than fifteen miles away but to get to his house Abby still had to drive on the highway. After about fifteen minutes Marcus headed out in his mom’s car since Abby took the Mustang. The storm was getting worse now he then got a text. It was from Caleb and it said, “Are you guys coming?’ that scared Marcus. Abby should have almost been there. Marcus kept driving and was hoping Abby would make it. He looked down as he got another message but couldn’t open it until he passed the canyon. He drove past the canyon then looked at the text and it was from Caleb again. The text read, “Are you guys okay?’. This time Marcus replied, “Yes, Abby should be there any minute I will be there a little later.” It probably wasn’t the smartest idea for Marcus to be texting but he couldn’t help it he was way worried. Marcus was now driving really fast trying to get to Caleb’s. He would be able to see Abby along the road if she needed help or something. He drove and drove and couldn’t find her. Finally, he got to Caleb’s house. Abby still was not there. Marcus was freaking out. Caleb called him down. Then Marcus’ phone started ringing. “Hello” said Marcus. Caleb could hear Mrs.

Robyn took over driving for her father nearly ten miles ahead of the construction zone. The father-daughter duo was to drive on part of the interstate where the floods had washed part of it away. As the signs were blown over, they had no idea that the construction was going on. Driving along, Robyn was doing fine. She kept her father’s truck square in the lines, and her speed constant. Always loving to different types of landscape, Robyn looked out the driver side window to study the golden fields of wheat, rolling like waves in the ocean. As she looked out the clean, streak-free window, the truck was coming closer to the site of the construction

Running down the street, the man held back a sob. He wasn’t prone to crying, but today was an exception. The man’s name was Max. Running, running, running away was all the 12 year old could think of. After witnessing his brother's death, he couldn’t bare staying any longer at the funeral. I wonder where I’ll go, he thought. He pondered the thought of going to a big city but he was only 12. Maybe a not so big city, like Hanahan. Yes that’s where I’ll go. Hanahan was a small city about half an hour away from Charleston SC. Just as Max was about to steal a car, he heard a distant gunshot and had a flashback.

So her and the family was riding down the road and there was another road that you could go on, and a white man in a big white truck was trying to turn down that road. So then when they was about to pass by that road the man decides to turn and try to go down that road but instead he hit Alaysia and her family. So the man gets out the truck and tries to brave Alaysia’s dad and beg him not to call the police, but her dad said no he’s

Again, the dark laughter echoed in her head. Shit, shit, shit. She was so damn stupid, so bloody arrogant. In spite of the sunglasses she wore to lessen the risk of overstimulation to her senses, the lenses were no safeguards against the weighted stares of the people on the bus, and Tung wasn’t here acting as a buffer.

He finally unlocked his car door, Struggling to put on his seatbelt raekwon just stomps on the gas and pulls off faster than anything .With the smell of rubber in the air, the way he pulled off showed jack how nervous he was. Raekwon lives about an hour away from his work cause he don't want his kids in that kind of environment.