How To Write A Short Story : A Story?

In the woods when the sun was just starting to set, there was a van driving on a long-abandoned road, behind the wheel of said van was a tired looking girl who seemed to be about 19. She took a sip of the long cold coffee, and turned to the turquoise haired girl sitting next to her.

My alarm rings, I push open the wooden window shaders to see the early commuters honking and speeding past. The smell of the street bakers and restaurants ready to open for the locals. I get ready to head outside for another busy yet wonderful day. I head outside. I see cars, mums taking their kids to school, elderly at the bakery buying this week's bread and many, many tourists flooding the streets. I feel the hot air on my skin as a light breeze passes by me and the hot sun covering me.

Tiny snowflakes glided down around me, like icy ballerinas swaying to a gentle beat. The view before me held a bittersweet memory, but my own heart felt empty. I remember the times I spent here with her. She wanted to stay, yet she knew she wouldn’t last. It was a different kind of stupidity. We met before this sunrise, before this sunset, and before the nighttime skies. She smiled a lot, making people smile and smiling in place of others. I’d met a lot of people but none like this girl. She was different, a perfect, original beauty in my own eyes, but she never stayed for long. She always drew in her sketchbook and focused on making smooth lines curving into her own creations. The thin, spidery webs intertwined on the paper, forming a delicate piece of art, her own webs.

I remember the day just like it was yesterday, the pale color and coldness of her skin. The sky was clear blue, soft, with a touch of red, and the trees seemed stiff in their bright green shade. The wind was blowing with its humid dry air. And All I could do was stand silently in disbelief, caught up in my own thoughts and calm as I ever been. Wondering what I could have done differently to change the course of time, life had taken us upon. Since that very day a chunk of my heart was ripped away, and broken into pieces… “Oh how I miss her so much.”

As I begin this story about a young woman who had things hard and her step sister There was a young woman by the name of Ariana that live with her step, mother and two sisters. Her father had gotten convicted for drug traffic and was sentenced 10 years in prison. Since her dad was going away he had decided on making arranged for Ariana to officially stay with her step mother. Ariana missed him so much more because when she lived at her step mother house she had to do all the work around the house in like her step sister that did not work around the house. Out of all his children I would say that Ariana was his favorite. Her other two sisters were Nene that was 12-year-old and Tanisha the same age as Ariana 17 years old. They were in their senior

I closed my eyes, while this stupid teacher talked louder and louder, in the same monotone way as always. Didn’t he notice? I nearly fell asleep one time. When I looked around, I saw that everyone was tired too. I sighed and took my blue pencil out of my red case and wrote down, what he put on the white board with the beamer. Why did we have to know this stuff? Nobody would ever need that in his life. I wouldn’t need it. My look on the watch said, that this class only had twenty minutes left. Then was a break and I could relax for fifteen minutes until we had Biology with this weird new teacher. I was so happy that I didn’t have chemistry anymore. I really hated this subject. Yes, it was interesting with the experiments, but we did them really

Seeing his interest, Draco explained it “My grandfather, Apollo, wanted to give me a glowing golden bow, but my great-grandfather on the other side of the family, Ares, protested and insisted that it would be to obvious at night, so he gave me a bow made of primordial iron and shadow steel, along with two-dozen dragon bone arrows with phoenix feather fletching and arrowheads made with the shavings of dark unicorn horns.”

Early the next day, Alayna joined her brother and Jon in the stands. Having spent so much time with her friends, she knew she would need to stay on Mace’s good side in order to convince him to allow her to return to King’s Landing with the royal party following the conclusion of the tourney. Not that it really mattered if Mace agreed to it or not, Rhaegar made his position perfectly clear when they’d spoken the previous night.

I was pulled out of my thoughts when Kaira said, “Hey want to go shopping for some new outfits before you start school tomorrow? As a celebration for you waking up?”

“Midnight and Barry! I'm so glad that you both agreed to join in my research,” Professor Rowan said, clearly pleased. He turned towards me and stated, “I know that you're journeying to train up a team, after all, you're going to be working with Riley, perilous job, but I’m glad that you'll also be working with me.” He stepped forward, his lab coat trailing behind him. He rolled up the sleeves of his baby blue knit sweater.

Brrring! Brrring! Brrring! Brrring! “What is someone doing calling at 2am” whispers Dave groggily as he wipes his eyes and picks up the phone. Yawning, somehow he manages to make something comprehendible come out of his mouth, “Hello? This is Dave speaking.”

Once, a long time ago, I saw a little girl in the forest, looking hungry. She had a pretty red hood on. When I tried to be kind and offer her some rabbit, she refused, calling me a mean animal. That really hurt my feelings hurt my feelings!

The house was warm but cold I glanced in the book as I thought where is my best friend my twin I need her right this second. We needed to talk but then mom walked into the room saying dinner is ready we are having my favorite lamb and mash potatoes, but the thought was still why doesn’t she talk about him did he do something wrong or was it her but I wish I could know. My sister showed up just in time.

It was a chilly morning and all four packs were getting ready for the winter, everybody was helping. Skypaw on the other hand wanted to play instead of training for her exam. Leafpaw her best friend came up behind her, “Hi Skypaw!” said Leafpaw. “Hi Leafpaw,” Skypaw stopped eating and turned to her friend, “Sorry can’t talk I have to go to Mr. Grumps.” “Oh, ok see ya later.”

When she arrived at his apartment, it looked like a Christmas explosion, and Gwen tried not to laugh. Gwaine had strung Christmas lights across his ceiling, covering every inch, and they pulsed to the cheerful melody of Jingle Bell Rock pouring out of his speakers. He wore a black sweater with a huge white snowflake in the middle and a pair of felt deer antlers on his head. On the counter stood several bowls filled with dough.