Ruined Short Story

I stand and stare in disbelief as the car’s bonnet is crumpled into the bulky metal pole on the side of the road. My limbs are numb and I am drenched from head to toe. The glistening droplets continuously drip off the tip of my nose as I realize how much trouble I’m going to get into. The wind wails around me as if it’s saying “you’re going to be in so much trouble”. I suddenly get back into the car and attempt to reverse the car so no one will see the car rammed into the power pole. Mum and Dad's pristine new car. Scratched. Dented. Ruined.

Allison ran hard towards the remains of the squad car and Sheriff Higgins alike. She hoped and wished that the noise somehow came from David. She still thought his reaction in the cabin was immature, but it would’ve been nice to see a friendly face within the nightmare. Before the burnt shell of the car became clear, Allison saw the tattered form of a woman that once wore a flower print sundress. Holes randomly polka dotted the thin fabric as teal blood she dreaded seeing dribbled from the wounds. She gasped and started run back the other direction, then another loud crack sounded.

“This is going to sound nuts, but that attendant, he had no face.” From the back, Brennan let out a bellowing laugh.

Dylan had slid right into the corner of a table that held glass objects my family held on to. Slipping onto his back, knocking over the table, my mom’s favorite vase had shattered into pieces right before my eyes. My summer was destroyed.

“For our light affliction, which is but for a moment, is working for us a far more exceeding and eternal weight of glory,” — 2 Corinthians 4:17

In 2016, this thought filled my brain as I yelled my cries of pain. In the background, foreign screams filled my ears.

Everyone makes mistakes and most people learn from them. Some mistakes that we make either make us better or makes us worser. I have made so many mistakes and i have also lives a crazy 17 years. I was always moving from place to place with different people all the time, I never had a stable home or a stable school. when i was 15 years old i made one of the biggest mistakes that i ever made. When i was 15 years old we finally settled in a house that we lived in for almost a year. i was a sophomore in high school at that moment. I was going to a high school at that moment. I was going to a high school that had a really bad reputation but i had no other choice. I was always a straight A student and was always attending classes and school. Until

At a farmhouse between merging rivers, Montague La-Rose knotted the last rope that held together the bags he’d stacked on his wagon. The farmer twisted and pulled the jute twine tight in the morning sun as its waxing light peaked in the sky. He was five miles from the Capital, already late to deliver the herbs and spices he’d promised the King of Illyrium.

His heart began to beat faster and faster. He could hear the pounding, the roaring of its fear. His chest tightened and he struggled for breath.

Victoria lay in the hospital bed and tried to keep the memories from flooding back. The demon was gone, along with its summoner who was killed in the attacks. She felt an immense weight lifted off her. She was alive, against all odds. Because of Lorna, of all people. She’s put a stop the demon. As to why she was there in the first place was a mystery.

The tip of the fluffy, light brown tail disappeared around the corner. I gave chase. My paws pounded on the hard ground, scattering pebbles, and the wind ruffling my fur made me feel like I was flying. I was gaining on it. If I could reach it before he reached the grove of trees…

One evening in late fall a young innocent girl named Mary was walking along the road when she saw a poor defenseless lamb. She started to approach the lamb, and as she got closer… and closer… and closer, mary notices something around the lamb's neck. It was a collar of some sort but did not have a name tag on it. She decided to take it home and put signs up for a missing lamb. When they got back to Mary’s house the lamb noticed that the house was kind of mysterious looking, two gargoyles were placed at each side of the porch along with a statue of a weeping angel.

“Ughh, another bad day is about to start,” Jeffy thought as he got out of bed.

The air turned black all around me, there was no one and nothing in sight. I was wandering in the desert in the dark all alone. Me and two of my friends Jeffrey and Taylor took a trip to Egypt to see the nile river and explore the desert. So we were enjoying our trip when out of nowhere a sandstorm brewed up, The storm being so hectic caused us to be separated from each other. So I am now lost and alone. Up till the storm the trip had been fun filled and stress relieving.

"Name is Brian O'Connor, wealthy businessman, a family of five, died because of a bullet wound through the heart," FBI agent, Wisteria Clive, says while writing it onto her notepad. "Please, tell me, did your son have any enemies? In business, family, anything?"