Ruby Short Story

Trista had always been a normal kid except for her stories. It wasn't that they were disturbing or horrific, they were just unusual. Sometimes they seemed exactly like the kind of thing you'd expect from a kid, but other times, I'd have to look at her and wonder how she came up with such things. It started when she was four, shortly after our dad split, leaving the two of us on our own.

‘’ Mom I want to get the dog’’ maddy told her. Kesslyn and I felt bad because then my mom wouldn’t be able to go on her trip.

When Irene Safran was only twenty-one years old, her carefree life ended in the face of the Holocaust. Born to two Jewish parents as one of ten children-- four girls and six boys in all-- in Munkachevo, Czechoslovakia around the year 1923, her world changed in early April 1944 when she and her family were transferred to a Jewish ghetto. For the next year, Irene's life was a series of deaths, losses, and humiliations no human should ever have to suffer, culminating, years later, with a triumphant ending. Her story is proof that the human spirit can triumph over all manner of adversity and evil.

And on our way home, she almost peed in the backseat of the car because she was so scared. However, when we finally got home, she was overjoyed that she finally had a good home where she would be loved forever. Not only by six humans, but by three other animals including, two cats and one other dog named bella, tiger, my two cats, and libby, the other dog. She had to go right into the backyard because we were worried about how she would act around the other animals. But when she smelled Libby’s breath on the toys she busted through the screen door and she licked all of the animals until they looked like they swam in a pool.

“Ruby Mines, please come to the office.” A voice said over the intercom. Even though Ruby was my best friend, I wasn’t worried. Calls down to the office are just usually minor things. That’s what I thought. But, as I was about to discover, they could also be major.

Then Mom talked again “Well I know that you have been planning for her to come for a while but you need to understand that she isn’t going to absolutely adore the fact that you are trying to bribe her by getting her a dog.” There was some more muttering back and forth when suddenly I moved my foot just slightly and there was a giant squeak from the floor.

She wanted me to be as happy as she was, she was expecting that from me and that is exactly what I did I put a huge smile on my face and I told her “I want to see your new dolly”. I told her "my Alice I can’t wait to play with you and your new doll”. She then went running straight to her room got her new dolly and got her other dollies also but she was mainly concerned on her new Tinker Bell dolly. She then told me that the tinker bell doll was missing the dress that it came with that she didn’t know where she put the dress but she needed her dress so then I asked her "do you need help looking for the dress"?  and she said “yes” so then after that we both started looking for her dollie’s dress. Turns out the dress was under Alicia’s bed. After we found the doll’s dress under the bed Alicia was super excited, she was so excited that she started to jump up and down. After Alicia finished celebrating we both went into the living room found the floor and started to play dolls, she pretended that she was a princess and she made me be the prince because she said the princess needed a

Breanna looked down at the page in his memoir, number twelve. Had they really only read twelve pages, when she had gained so much information? Looking back, it seemed like Donovan had not written in a comprehensive story format, but in a series of key points for him to remember, such as 'uneven, cold' and 'hair covered his eyelashes looking down'. It was mind-bending that his memory that had taken hours to recall was written on only a few uninspired pages of paper. And it was all sitting neatly in her head for her to review.

After the snow “storm” ended the dogs and I were playing outside in the snow. It was cold outside, but bright and sunny. My mother and father were working on the car in the garage, with a small garage heater running to keep away some of the cold. I started playing fetch with the dogs. I was using their Chuck-It to throw their orange tennis balls for them to chase, but after a while, they must have gotten tired of playing fetch because they started ignoring the balls and started to chase each other around the yard instead. Since they were chasing each other and were not playing fetch anymore, I started launching snowballs into the air. After a while my mother had come out of the garage and I was throwing the snowballs near her. She didn’t even notice at first that I was throwing them over her head. After a while, Winter had come back and was jumping around me. My mother thinks that Winter was trying to say she wanted to play again. However, the next thing anyone heard was screaming because Winter bit me as she tried to jump up and take the Chuck-It from me. I made the mistake of flapping my arms when I was trying to get her to stop jumping and biting at me; she bit the other arm! I took off running towards my mother cradling my arm. Winter must have thought it was another game because she chased me and knocked me down. She then attacked one of the boots I was wearing! All of this only took about a

A long time ago there was a mother that gave birth to a little girl named Red. She had dark red hair and big brown eyes. she was only 19 inches. she only weighed 7 pounds. she was so cute when she was born. She was born really healthy. She was crying for her mom. Her mom decided she wanted to hold her so that she could say good bye. The adoptive parents were already to take her home. The mom crying but she knew she did the right thing.

A late phone call to the police station about 11pm on a Friday night, the neighborhood were woken up and discovered loud dreadful cries inside a house at the end of Bubble Street. Six children was found unsupervised in a Sydney base house, with two of them being chained up with dog leash in backyard.

It is ironic how we can look back at something that scared us when we were younger; yet, the memory

Weiss crept through the woods alone, it was late afternoon and the sun was beginning to set. The Atlas sky was being decorated with beautiful shades of reddish pink. It had been a while since Weiss had been out at this hour, given an opportunity to see such a sight, but she had to pass up the chance of watching the alluring skyline. Weiss was on a mission, a mission of which she was limited on time, so she had no time to waste. Earlier that afternoon, Weiss had received an anonymous message, the anonymous sender of said message claimed that Weiss' trusted partner was in their possession. And in order to save her, Weiss would have to meet them at a certain longitude, and latitude location at six o'clock pm sharp with no weapon, or other

The videos, the constant reminder of Jamie everywhere in the house was pushing her to the breaking point. She couldn’t do it anymore. “ARE YOU EVER GOING TO STOP? HUH? NATHAN ROYAL SCOTT, ANSWER ME.” Haley’s voice raised another octiv as grabbed the remote from the table and went to pause the video, raising her hand she stopped feeling Nathan’s grip on her wrist firmly stopping her. Looking at him she felt this longing for him to say something, for him to remind her why they got married in the first place, but all she got was this new version of him. “Get out of my way, and give me the fucking remote.” this wasn’t the first time since Jamie’s death that Nathan had spoken to her like this, but then this wasn’t the first time that Haley had

Hello, I'm Jack it is a good thing we moved from California. I am currently moving boxes into our new house in New Jersey. This is the 6th house we moved into. We couldn't afford our old house. My dad just recently passed so all the money went towards his tombstone, burial, and funeral. My mom died a few weeks ago from a guy who ran a red light while she was crossing the street. She died instantly right then and there. My parents are in a better place now. It's 80° and I'm sweating so much from the heat. I took off my shirt and threw it on the gate but it didn't make it into the gate. It landed on this boys head.