Short Essay : A Short Story

addie was quiet and after what seemed like ages she said "we need to bring her upstairs"

“Are you ok?” I hadn’t even realized Mandy started walking next to me. She seemed generally concerned, which was a change.

It was about one-thirty in the morning in the town of Homestead Michigan. The almost florescent light of the moon bouncing off the fresh puddles that covered the ground. The grass and trees were covered in a thin layer of water causing every little beam of light to reflect back up. Anyone who may have been outside at this time would have without double, smelled the mix of fresh dirt and night crawlers. As the moonlight started to fade away through the cloud cover, three buses made there way through the streets and parked in front of HHS, the local high school.

“Keep your guard up, Naoko. I told you I’m not going to go easy on you,” Yumichika firmly instructed.

On one fall night the leaves where falling from the trees and everybody in the neighborhood were putting out their Halloween decorations. Alexis and Jordan lived in this nice neighborhood with their mom Alexis was 17 and Jordan was 8years old. Their mom had left to go out of town on a business trip and she said their grandmother will be there in the morning. As soon as their mom left Jordan thought he was finto have some friends over and have a “little party” as he said with a smile on his face, Alexis looked at him and laughed and said “ha a party u must be crazy” and walked up stairs she called her best friend over named Mary who had been Alexis friend since they were babies.She walked downstairs and said Jordan if u wanna call Josh over u can but that’s it nobody else,and walked back upstairs while on the phone with Mary. It was about 9:30pm and Jordan heard a knock at the door he asked who is it with a little crack in between the door Mary pushed the door open and said “it’s me goof ball where’s Alexis”? Jordan pointed upstairs while rolling his eyes “teenage girls” he said while walking back to the living room. A few minutes later Josh called and said he was outside that his mom was dropping him off, a few seconds later there was also a knock at the door and it was Josh. He asked “where is your mom” Jordan replied with “she’s gone on a business trip” so they walked in the living room. After a few minutes of it watching tv and not hearing the girls upstairs they got an

Alexander munched on a hobnob as he told them what to do. 'I need you to talk to Catkin. You must tell him he’ll be rescued soon. Just a few more hours. But before that, he must spy for us around Seashell Bay; the village, the harbour, the houses, the people. Tell him to watch out and not get caught. He is vital to our mission!' He wrote the word VITAL in block capitals on the chalkboard and underlined it several times.

It was a short yet much needed weekend for Scoob and the gang, full of bright colourful days, and lit by the scorching sun. Luscious waves which were breaking close to shore and palm trees swaying side to side, as if waving to the fishermen who were pulling in their monster catches from the sea.

Terry shoved me a second time. That time, her voice was louder: “Mrs. Walker, come here…come here! I walked over to her location. She pulled-opened the side door to a small cabinet, and said, “Look, look!”

It's a nice Summer day,Oliver is driving down to the beach to hang out with some friends and go surfing.Then when he gets to the beach he goes around the building and sees his friends,so he runs over and says hello.But Mark was not there,so he just thought he lost track of time.But 1 hour goes bye and there is know Mark,so he gets back in his truck and starts to drive to Mark’s apartment to see why he is late.Then he knocks on the door and it pushes open a little bit,so he opens the door and sees everything is trashed.Then the phone rings,and Oliver picks up the phone and a Deep voice on the other end says

The sun beamed through the open window, embracing me in the warmth and comfort. My plane had just arrived in Paris, France. It was a peaceful walk to baggage claim when some random girl interrupted my daydream.

In October, the children must walk to school in the rain and mud and are splashed by the vindictive driver of the white school's bus. (The black school cannot afford a bus because the county does not give it enough money.) One day, after being forced off the road into a muddy ditch, Stacey leads his siblings in digging a trench across the road at lunchtime to make it look like the road has washed out. After school, they watch from the forest as the bus drives into the ditch, breaking its axle, flooding its engine, and leaving the white students without a bus for two weeks.

“Well, in five minutes we’ll be on our way to Iowa. Lord, how did we ever get in this house? What prompted us to buy a nightmare?”, exclaimed George.

"We should probably head into the jungle to look so then at least we won't be as vulnerable as we are out here in the open "commented Carlos "Alright then," agreed Shane "let's head out first thing in the morning, but until then we should try and get some sleep" As the four children wandered into the small cave Carlos had created, the sun seemed to dissolve over the horizon and disappeared for the night.

"Can you elaborate?" She was starting to get annoyed with his short answers and dodges. If he caused her to lose her free meal she was going to... she didn't know just what at that moment but if he gave her a chance to debate his death, she was going to come up with a very creative option.

Upon a dais placed in the center of the chamber was a greatsword near 2 meters in length, its serrated blade cruel and sinister. Runes cast in a dark metal were emblazoned on the swords hilt crude and harsh in their design. The sword shone deep crimson for a moment, the moment over so quickly the man believed it imagined even so a feeling, ugly and malicious passed over him. Runes cast in a dark metal were emblazoned on the swords hilt crude and harsh in their design. He was to sell the blade after he translated the runes hoping they could instill more value into this find. He soon found that the prevalence of the sword in its placement was not for lack of other valuables, he found piles of platinum, gold, and silver within the atrium as