Saving Scatty: A Fictional Narrative

'Billy's here with a water, food, blankets and fresh clothing. Once we get the pulled rigged, we'll get it down to you.'

There was an Yastoli spider on his face, who Josh named Leggy. At the same time, Maggie saw a little light coming in from a crack in the rock. Josh realized that the sun was setting in the west, and knew that the entrance to mine was in the north. On their way to the mine entrance, they got captured by a Yastoli slave trader.

“the last name is scratched off.” Without any trace of who it belonged to, Erin felt like she had to personally return it. Following the glimpse of light, she headed towards Hartman Green. Although she hated the rain and the dampness it caused, she was thankful this time, for every spot of the that the flashes of light had crossed over became dry instantly. As Erin approached the top of the path, she caught sight of who she believed to be Leah. “HEY!” She shouted. Leah disappeared in another beam of light. Beginning to become paranoid, Erin maniacally scoped out all of her surroundings, trying to see where Leah might have gone. She saw nothing. “Something is weird about here too…” She thought, trying to find out what was. After a little while she noticed the inconsistency. What used to be a nice brick red covering the bricks of Stager and the bookstore had since bloomed to the shade of a maraschino cherry. “Leah.” She derived. “This has to have something to do with Leah.” Not wanting to lose Leah again, she broke down the path towards Stager, which was unusually empty as well. Once more, she followed the dry path, which was slowly becoming harder and harder to distinguish. “I can’t let her get away this time,” Erin thought. “when the sun passes overhead I will have no guide.” She followed the path all the way up the steps of the bookstore, now searching for the same strawberry-blonde hair she caught a glimpse of earlier. As she entered the

“the last name is scratched off.” Without any trace of who it belonged to, Erin felt like she had to personally return it. Following the glimpse of light, she headed towards Hartman Green. Although she hated the moist air and dampness from the rainy night before, she was thankful this time, for every spot of the that the flashes of light had crossed over became dry instantly. As Erin approached the top of the path, she caught sight of who she believed to be Leah. “HEY!” She shouted. Leah disappeared in another beam of light. Beginning to become paranoid, Erin maniacally scoped out all of her surroundings, trying to see where Leah might have gone. She saw nothing. “Something is weird about here too…” She thought, trying to find out what was. After a little while she noticed the inconsistency. What used to be a nice brick red covering the bricks of the bookstore had since bloomed to the shade of a maraschino cherry. “Leah.” She derived. “This has to have something to do with Leah.” Not wanting to lose Leah again, she broke down the path towards Stager, which was unusually empty as well. Once more, she followed the dry path, which was slowly becoming harder and harder to distinguish. “I can’t let her get away this time,” Erin thought. “when the sun passes overhead I will have no guide.” She followed the path all the way up the steps of the bookstore, now searching for the same strawberry-blonde hair she caught a glimpse of earlier. As she entered

The first clues that lead to my decisions were, when Vinny and his friends were walking along on the trail. Vinny and his friends all hanging out going to the ravine to take a swim. They have almost reached their destination. Suddenly, they approached some footprints.

A single beam of light shone thru the curtain. The specs of dust in the room danced between the rays, whisked into the air by the pleasant breeze tip toeing thru the screen door. I could feel the warmth on my cheek as I rose from the sheets, thoroughly rested. I briskly got ready, slipping on my tennis shoes, old and worn. Stepping outside, I was greeted by the painfully sweet aroma of sweet pea flowers, entranced by the blissful gleams of sunlight, and spellbound by the familiar screeching of parrots, flocking in clouds of bright vermilion.

Jack found an opening in the window so he secretly started crawling there not letting Josh find out.Jack had jumped out without being caught.Jack thought he was safe now but Josh’s friend James had arrived in a van,creepy and spooky,James had stepped out with two hockey masks.

It was dark outside and the moon and the stars had already made their way up on the sky. Tonight was a night like any other: Bucky had gone to the bar to pick up a nice dame, only this time he went home a little earlier than intended. He fumbled with the keys once he had reached his and Steve's apartment, stumbling inside with a grin when he had finally managed to open the door, obviously very drunk. As usual, Steve was sitting on the couch with his sketchbook in his lap, concentrated on whatever he was drawing while listening to the radio. Bucky made his way to where Steve was seated and leaned over his shoulder, looking at the drawing.

Out of nowhere Ally came out of the closet and attacked Dion. Then *BANG* the gun had went off. Josh stopped dead in his tracks, but by this time Josh had already made his way out of the house and was about to leave the front yard. Josh hoped for Dion to come out of the house, what now seemed so dark, but Dion never did. Ally was the one who showed up and stood in the doorway, knowing she could not still leave the house.

"Rosa, tell me," Bron purred as he gently traced the edge of his desk, "how many cases have you won?"

Jack Noonan heard her laughing and became suspicious. He wondered what she was laughing about. He asked her “ What are you laughing at Mary, is it something we said”. “Oh, no” she said. “ I was just thinking of all of the good times me and Patrick had together”. Jack was starting to become suspicious and was wondering if she had anything to do with the murder. He started to become sick after he ate the meat and decided to go home and go to sleep. The next morning he hadn't felt any better since last night. He went back to Mary Molony’s house. He had then realized that he remembered the lamb tasted a little funny like it had a disease. Jack remembered that Patrick had told him that he had been feeling off, just like Jack was now. He had wondered

“No I’m brushing my teeth first.” Steve said and Bucky nodded and went back to the couch When Steve came out he frowned.

Later Helen meets a boy named collie. He lives in the same apartment building as Helen. Julie meets a man named Bud. Ray and Julie go to the Greggs house to investigate. They met David’s sister Megan. She then tells Julie about how the wreck affected her family’s life. They found out that they didn’t just kill a boy, they destroyed a whole family. On the way out of the house Ray notices something about the house, that someone much taller than Megan was painting the house. After this they study the evidence. Later Helen walks into her apartment room, and hears a voice behind her. She is startled to see Collie sitting in a chair in the corner. He then proceeded to tell Helen how he knew. Helen tried to lock her self in the bathroom. While in there she tried to look for a way out. Collie tried to take the hinges off the door to get in. Helen Jumped out of the bathroom window, and fell and became unconscious. Meanwhile Julie is waiting for Bud to go to the movies. Her mother insists that she does not go, and Julie agrees. Bud came to the door, and convinced Julie to walk with him to his car. Bud then squeezed Julie’s hand, so she can’t get away. He told her how he found out, and that he was angered by the fact that she sent yellow roses. He said it was like sunshine, but there was none. He then put his hands around her throat and started strangling her. Ray came up and hit Bud on the head with a flash light. He found out from the paint on Bud’s hand from the Gregg’s house. The reason he didn’t kill Ray was because he said that losing Julie would be the worst punishment for

Tony pushed himself up on the hospital bed, rubbing a sore hand against the gauze on his stomach. Bucky looked up at him from the corner of the bed and smiled lightly.

Damn girl, you clean up nice." He muttered as his eyes traced over my body...slowly, as if he was remembering every inch.