“Sweetie? Where are you going?” I heard my mother’s faint voice call out from the kitchen. I was standing at the front door, halfway through opening it when I heard her voice. It was Oli’s, my best friend’s, birthday and her, Angelo, and Dante, were going to Las Vegas to spend her special weekend. Although I’ve told and reminded my mom of me leaving over ten times, she is incredibly forgetful. “Mom, I’ve already told you. I’m going out for the weekend,” I responded, yelling but my voice monotone. “Okay, sweetie, I’ll probably be here when you get home.” “Okay, mom. Love you,” I quietly responded, already out of the door and heading to my car.
My mother never liked any of the friends that I’ve ever made. She always said that they were “bad influences.” She especially doesn’t like Oli. What kind of a name is “Oli”? She retorts, or She’s too old. How many times has she been held back? My mother scoffs. She says ridiculous things sometimes, but I just brush it
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We’re an hour into California when I hear Dante yell out,“Oh, my god!” causing me to slam on the breaks in the middle of the road. “Dante, what the heck?!” I raise my voice and turn around in the seat to face Dante who is sitting in the back and on the right. “I died,” he replies sheepishly,”Sorry.” “Oh my god, Dante, you scared me. Could have gotten into a car crash, but thank god nobody’s here.” My response makes everybody look around at the openly deserted road. It’s just like what you would see out of any horror movie. No cars, no signs, trees -- almost making up a forest, but not quite -- surrounding every part of it. I can tell that, like I am, they’re all slightly freaked out about it. “Hey, Cade, could you start up the car and drive again? I’m kind of starting to get freaked out,” Oli says in a panic. “Yeah, C, I think that we’re all kind of freaked out,” Dante agrees with
Dante’s face hadn’t relaxed and his eyes only widened at the touch, searching their own. And, god, how they hated that, finally pulling their gaze away and rushing to sit up straight. In their daze, they had slumped over, head resting on a cool, beige wall. Their seat at the base of the stairs now felt too closed off, too cramped, with the boy on his knees in front of them.
"Bye mom!" I yell as I walk out the door on my way to school. My mom reminds
While opening the car door, I looked at my mom. "Mom, I promise you, I will be okay. I know that I turned 16 three months ago, but I'm perfectly capable driving to Eastwood."
Before heading out the door, I look back and say, “ I will mom, don’t worry about me and always know that I love you more than
“Okay let's get in the car,” my dad says walking towards the garage. We start to follow
He turns angry. He starts to throw everything around him. His head is pounding with pain his body numb. He turns to look at clock flashing “1:32 P.M” Dante takes another painkiller.
I entered the large metal warehouse and shoved the heavy grey door open. The stunt actors Robbie and Sam were already there, throwing rocks at the practice net, getting ready for their scene in five minutes.
Dantes, grins devilishly at the idea of such tragedies striking those who wronged him. Dantes is
“I’d better get home. I’m sure my mom is freaking out right now.” I said.
"Nobody besides you and me." "Then why is this door closed?" She grabs the doorknob. "Alice st-" She flings the door open and jumps inside. I rush over, prepared to explain why a grown man was hiding in my bedroom. But when I join her inside, Dante was nowhere to be
“Good, I could just tell you seemed off at first,” my Mom whispered as we went into our rooms.
“Yeah,” I say as my dad starts to pull out of the parking lot and head back to our house, and I open my car window.
I watched them go to my front door. I waited. They waited. I didn’t dare do anything. They had trespassed, but they hadn 't gone in my house, they hadn’t damaged the property, or done anything illegal that I could think of. So I waited. It was midnight when I finally moved to check the time. I didn’t make any noise, just glanced down at my watch. That one silent movment and Ace swiveled around. My heart stopped. My breathe stopped. My blood stopped. If the world and time could have stopped, it would too. Their every colored eyes darted across yard, not just looking, but seeing, which I can assure is very different. I didn’t move, I didn’t even move my eyes. I couldn’t move, because I knew if I did, I would die. Suddenly, Ace’s lips curved into a smile as their eyes settled onto mine. I feared my thinking was to loud. ”London...” The entire world was dark and silent except for us. Somehow I knew that everyone was gone. I didn’t know where, or how, or what happened, but I knew they were gone. “London...” Ace’s voice was musically dull and pretty horrible. I didn’t do anything, even as my vision darkened, and my lungs screamed for air, I didn’t dare breathe when I was making eye contact with Ace. They turned around and opened the front door. I blinked. BAM! Ace was standing over me, smiling in a way that almost made me scream in fear. “London...” I sucked in air and then the world was as it should be. Suddenly cars were driving, people talking in the
Now Dante's journey was not as easy as walking down a set of stairs. Virgil and he met with opposition many times throughout their adventure. “ My guide snatched me up instantly, just as
“Good night, Mom,” I replied. Mom lumbered to the door, exhausted like she couldn’t take another big step. She closed the door, looking back grinning.