My Story Short Story

As if he read my mind he grabbed my hand. I looked up at him surprised.

“Hey mom how are you doing today?” I said as I climbed into the four door G.M.C. Fine my mom replied. Wow another bland answer I thought to myself I wonder what high school I got into should I ask her or should I wait I thought to myself. “Hey mom any news?” No, she replied. Wow still I got another plain answer. Man, I still want to ask her about the school because I really wanted to know what’s the deal about me getting into high school or not. I’ve been waiting for a good moment for me to ask here the question as we pulled out the schools traffic

Everywhere we went my mom would say hello to somebody she knew. My sister and I would hide behind my mom, grabbing her by her jeans or each other in nervousness and we did not want my mom’s friend to see us. We would only come out when my mom would tell us to come forward and greet. My sister and I would look at each other before we said hi. The only times when we weren’t shy were when we would see our cousins. We would run up to them and try to play. My two or three year old body would try hard to keep its balance as I ran through the tan, dark, colored dirt road. I would often trip then fall on my face and cry. My mom would always scream at us” Que les dije woe no corran!”, “Didn’t I tell you not to run?” but we never listened. We were happy to run free getting our shoes dirty in the process and it gave me much joy to see people we knew everyday. Aunts and uncles would come over to our house and the smells of the frijoles, rice, nopales and sometimes meat cooking on the stove would fill the house. Lunch and Dinner were both eaten as a family, and tortillas were something you could not live without. With all the people and kids in the house you could see the dark muddy footprints all over the white tiles of the living room, and you could follow the footsteps into the kitchen.

It is very hard to be invisible to the world, to be something you're not. But for you to understand I would have to tell you my story. It all started in the little town of Black Ridge on Halloween night. Joe, my best and only friend, and I got our costumes on and headed for the nearest decorated home. We were enjoying our Halloween until the school bullies came along they would make fun of my missing left hand and on how short and stubby Joe was. This time they dared us to go into the abandoned Jacobs mansion unless we were too wimpy to do it. Joe making the smart decision he refused, me on the other hand foolishly accepted the challenge. Jacobs mansion caught fire ten years ago and still stands today. No one knew how it burnt but there

Walking home from school on her last day of school for the year, Avalon thought about all the people she had told she’d hang out with over the summer, but in reality, she’d see them once school started back up and lie to their faces, claiming she was sick or too busy with other activities to hang out; it happened every year, but this year she didn’t feel bad about knowing she wouldn’t hang out with anybody from school. As she made her way past the golf course, she subconsciously picked up her pace, thinking back to the day she almost drowned, and how today was the last day she’d be wasting in the search to find her mother. Her bags were all packed, and her mom had agreed to let her go to “Dr. Dinglers Summer Camp”. She would be dropped off at the hospital tomorrow morning and then her mom would sign some papers and leave, allowing Emily and Takoda to pick her up and take her to Atlantis.

That one thing that is constantly there. It doesn’t go away, it’s like a fly that keeps coming back you keep swatting at it but it keeps finding a way to get to you. It’s pain, it’s grief, it’s anguish and you have to find a way to live with that. It feels as though you have bricks on your shoulders at all times and you just want to throw them off but you can’t they are stuck there. This is going to tell the story of a young girl and her struggle with pain from such a young age.

Sirens could be heard from all over the city. The news was on in every house, reporters saying “Convicted of robbery, Emily Stanford seen running down the streets of New York. The last we saw her was she was heading down to the bus stations. If anyone has any information on where she is going please call the police station.”

On a bright sunny day in the middle of summer, I woke up wrapped in my warm fluffy blanket with a dog. With my mom saying, “Austin wake up your cousin will be coming visiting us.”

Hi...it’s me, Kael Kael Eatman. I'm about to tell you the story of my life. More specifically, why my life ended. The tale of events that lead my whole city to get infected with this… I don’t even know what you would call this. A disease possibly. It was horrible, let’s start with the first encounter.

In a long story short, I originally lived in Gypsum Colorado but moved away because my parents thought that we should be more helpful here instead of there, also wanted us to spend more time with our family relatives. We've started packing up on my year of middle school, then it was decided that we would move until I have graduated, though during our clean up I was confused of what to do with my life and even more so by thinking of how my future is going to be like. If we look at it from a kid’s point of view, life is great because everything is already planned out for them. But, in due time we all grow up and find out what skills we all possess, in which depends on our life experience.

It was a friday afternoon the sky was bright blue the sun was shining bright yellow and I Zack Allen was about to go to work he said by to his mom and dad.by’’said mom. I went out the door, I never get to work on time. I work as a junior detective. When I got to work, I almost got fired because I was late. After work i frowned. I wish i was faster.”I said. When I got home something amazing happened. I came home opened the door then ran up steers jumped on my bed and stared at my pet fish. Then a big storm came. I got out of bed and then looked out the window, sing nothing but a dosty shade of black. Suddenly my rofe flow open and a bright big blue lightning bolt strock me. I past out for a few hours. The next thing I know i was rushed to the hospital. My heart started beating very fast then it stopped for a minute, then started beating again.

On a dark cloudy day Bill found out that Anna cheated on him with his best friend. Whenever Bill said something to her she just denied it. He got mad at he and told her that she would get what she deserved. Anna was totally out of Bill’s league anyways. Anna was short, had really blonde curly hair and she had these bright blue eyes. Anna told Bill’s best friend that she was just using him for his money so she could have what she wanted. Even though her family had a lot of money they wouldn’t give her money when she asked for it because she always spent it on something dumb. After a couple days Bill got even more aggravated because he would’ve never thought Anna would do something like that. Bill started leaving notes in Anna’s locker saying I would get you back after Anna found the note she didn't know who to tell. So she kept it a secret she got so scared that she didn't even want to go to school. After Bill realized she wasn’t coming to school Bill went to Anna’s house and kiddnaped her. Bill took Anna to the woods while he was taking Anna went to his car Samantha (Anna's mom) seen Bill putting her in the car. While Bill was putting Anna in the car she was screaming for help and crying. After Bill got Anna completely in the Bill started to take off towards the woods. Samantha ran and jumped in her car and started following Bill. While like 20 minutes down the road Bill realized someone was following him. He tried everything in his power to try and get whoever to wreck.

In 2016, David is a senior in high school. He was a Chinese American student at Burlington High School in the state of Vermont. The seniors entered the cafeteria. Their talking and thrilled laughter filled the building as they sat at their tables for lunch. Every item was so soggy, so bland, it was depression served cold. David and his friends sat down on the ramshackle, creaky table.

Death is the thing you hear and know about but never truly know until you face it. I never thought death would frighten me until I was looking at my mom in the hospital; her face bruised from going unconscious and hitting the floor from what the doctors diagnosed her with “unclassified cardiomyopathy”. Not only did death caused me to worry for my family, but it also even made me worry for my future. With almost losing a special person, I realized that life can suddenly be taken from you. Life is valuable and should not be taken for granted and to savor everything.

I don’t really know where to begin, but i’ll give it a try. My names Jethro (JuJu) Melse also known as Jet. I turned 16 this month on the third of September. I was born in Orlando, Florida. But was raised in Paterson ,New Jersey. My nationality is Haitian. Im also a Christian. I am also the first born. I grew up with two younger siblings. But I had a lot of responsibilities from a young age. I will be telling you the story about me.