Narrative Essay : A Short Story-A Story?

Athena was terrified. It was almost as if the wind was screaming at her as she was walking into the Forest. She was only going to take a few steps into the Forest. At least that’s whatshe thought. Athena could feel her heart beating in her chest so fast that she thought for a moment it was going to fly out. Slowly, she turned around, prepared to go back to her best friend. As soon as Athena turned around, the only thing she saw was shadowy trees, surrounding her, almost as if they were going to kill her.

BOOM!, BOOM!, BOOM! As the bombs hit the surface of Earth from a Martin Baltimore a bomber plane. It was a disaster the small town Yogi Socky in the middle of nowhere U.S.A.was destroyed many were killed for a few boys hiding in the cellar of their church. All the boys knew each other's name because they are close members of the church George, Mark, Logan, and Ryan. George said,

Single golden leaf pirouetted down an invisible spiral of breeze, spinning through the air as it let itself be carried down. It blew past my face and landed lightly on the ground, the shiny, vibrant color standing out against the cold, emotionless cement. It was already dusk, I watched as the light drains away until there is barely enough even for shadows. Whether I like it or not, the darkness was arriving, and under it everything in this silent city is hidden.

My feet are taking me somewhere, but where I have no idea. Anywhere far away from that dreadful place was fine with me. Nothing could be worse than the hell I barely escaped from just a few minutes ago. I’m stepping on fallen branches and leaves. Every snap and crack is leading him into my direction. Will he come after me? What happens if he catches me again? All these questions are going through my mind as I try to make my way through the thick forest. He did so many terrible things. To me, to other children. What a horrific monster he was. I've been changed forever.

Two days later the sky turned black and a constant and cold rain started. At the beginning, Anatoly tried to cover from the water as much as possible but after a week of a world transformed by liquids, he stopped looking after his clothes and his gear, and tried to adapt to the new environment.

The day was like any other. Delilah woke up and went to the coffee shop which she has been working at the last 5 months. Nothing exciting ever happens at her shop all she does is take coffee orders and gives people coffee. She has the same people, but every now and then she gets someone new but then that someone new turns into a regular she always loved when

“I don’t know why she did this to me,”Christopher whimpered to himself, stuck on the fourth floor. “I just hope no one ever goes through what I went through. Then they get thrown up in this old, rundown room, with white tile, that smells like the corridors of a hospital from all the chemicals and cleaning supplies she uses to cover up her mess, like me.” Christopher

The smell of antiseptic filled my nostril as I gripped my coffee tightly. Swinging my bag over my shoulders, I watched as the other nurses and doctors walked into rooms checking on patients. The sound of familiar beeping rang through the air, as I strolled past the front desk into the hospital break room. I opened the doors and heard the voice of my coworker.

Jason was strolling down the gloomy back street, its walls dark and menacing. He had trekked this path many times, but this time it got him on edge. He felt as if he was trapped by the massive buildings around him. The faint smell of dust covered him as he walked down this dusty and aged street. He emerged from the dark and gloomy street to be blinded by the intense light of the sun. Noise of the busy people bustling around him surrounded his ear. He turned to follow the main stream of people, his grey eyes scanning the crowds as he walked to try to find his friends. Spotting them, he barged his way through the crowds to get to them. A random person barged into him knocking his leg, then with searing pain, his leg flared. He searched his leg to find the source of pain and found his chip digging into him causing blood to pour out. Thinking to himself he wondered what these chips were even for. He looked up to see the massive buildings create what seemed to be walls surrounding him, leaning over him. Everyone around him seemed so cheerful, yet he couldn’t see how they could be in such as desolate place, they all seemed to be oblivious.

After a year, both of my parents moved on. My dad found a girl, that mind you, he has been with her for 7 years and having a new parent figure isn’t always the greatest. My mom found a guy, and today I couldn’t thank her enough for doing something right for once, but that can only last awhile. At this time I was 10, my little brother was 7, and my older brother was 12, so we all started understanding what was actually going on. One night I was watching my little brother at my mom’s house while Tanner was with my dad. We were cleaning our messy rooms like good kids, and playing with the dog outside when we got a call that our dad was being rushed to the hospital in New Hampton for getting hit in the jaw with a chain, and our mom was being taken to the ER in Cresco for collapsing at work with a seizure. About an hour later our aunt came to pick us up and told us what was actually going on.

My eyes slightly open to the bright light in front of me. What happened last night? i look up slowly opening my squinted eyes. thats not my ceiling... i look over and see a dark skined back. Oh right..

She had long waist-lengthed hair was the color of a soleless midnight sky, her bangs chopped just a little above her forehead, and she had never smiled under any circumstances. Summer sat at the edge of her front porch on an old rocking chair, staring into the empty fields of darkness beyond her home. The world around her was sustained, it was what she needed. Looking up at the stars hoping that her beloved would be in this world somewhere. All she wanted was her lost husband at war to come back, she wanted Hitler to end his terrible thoughts and everything to return to normal.

“ No one can know that I killed her, got it john?” Okay lizzy, I understand. But what if- what do you mean what if john, there’s no what if’s there has to be no evidence that I killed her, so drive over here and bring plastic wrap. Do you think that’ll be good enough? John stuttered and then replied back to lizzy with a yes. While john is driving over to get lizzy and the dead girl, he sees a cop out of the corner of his eye, and starts to panic. Everything changed that night, the world and his friends aren’t what they use to be anymore, the girl he thought he knew, had some issues he or no one never knew.

It was a cold darkening night when Fredrich began walking down the street of Warsaw, late at night when the city was as dead as a graveyard not a gunshot or cannon could’ve woken the dead, he was planning an escape on how to leave to America. He walked through North Avenue plotting every detail of his plan. Fredrich came across someone he did not recognize at all he thought to himself, “Who was this strange and dark figure,” because fredrich could not see his face, but only the shadow that dwelled there, had this menaced and restless feeling. The dark figure walked along the street. Fredrich decided to follow him regardless of the warnings inside him, but Fredrich’s curiosity got the best of him not knowing if this dark faceless man was dangerous. He followed the figure for about 30 minutes and it just disappeared into the night.

I did it, I finally killed him. Sarah thought to herself, with a feeling of adrenaline rushing through her body.