Short Story : A Narrative Story

After months and months of preparing for the big race, the day has finally come. It was a perfect summer day, when Ronald Raptor and his friends Tiffany, Travis, and Barbra strolled up to the Blaze’n Race’n Track. Someone else was walking up too, a ginormous, mean, green, dinosaur named Tyrone the T-rex. Just a glance in his direction makes the hairs on the back of your neck spike up, but he was jealous of Ronald. To sum it up, Ronald wins at life, he has friends , he’s cool, and he beats Tyrone every year. “But, this year would be different” Tyrone thought with a evil smirk on his face, “I have a plan”. Interrupting Tyrone’s mastermind plot was Ronald’s laugh, making him remember how lonely he was, but nevermind that. It was time to start.

It was a cool, rainy October night. The wind slightly blowing against shaking trees causing autumn leaves to drift in the air. The rain pitter-pattered on parked cars as if it was a song. The air was still crisp. It was around 11 o’clock at night when Maddie was walking home from her night job at Lucy’s Cafe. She normally took the bus, but tonight she had to close and the buses don’t run that late. She figured it was only a mile, she could just walk home. The sound of the rain got louder, the rain was getting harder and the wind getting more vicious. She knew something was off. She began to hear sounds of puddles being walked through on the sidewalk behind her. She slowly turned around, but no one was there. She speeded up her pace and kept walking forward, determined to get home. She began to hear footsteps on the cold, wet road this time. She quickly put her phone in her hand about to call her mother. She knew someone was behind her. Just as she started to run, she quickly felt a cold rush through her spine. It felt as though she had been turned to ice. Maddie’s legs became weak and she couldn’t stand. Everything went blurry, then black.

“Urgh” I groaned as I tried to get back to my senses to get away from these loan sharks, as I looked up I saw an incoming fist, almost like the world was going in slow motion. I shifted my body slightly, just managed to dodge the hit and then I gathered all my energy and landed a hard hit onto

“Well, believe it or not, it’s true.” Dean’s voice was low as he let go of her arm and leaned back on the couch. “Though I guess my timing isn’t the best for it to sound sincere.”

At the bottom of the stairs there is a wall because you have to turn left to go down more stairs. I had hit that wall. I felt completely fine, but then I started to get up and felt that my left arm wasn’t following what I was telling it. I look to my left and find that my arm is hanging back in a position that it isn’t supposed to be able to be in. I couldn’t move. I couldn't stop staring at my arm. What had I done to my arm? The only word that I was able to utter was,”Wow.”

‘Then tell me! Please Zoe…’ I was bigger than her and stronger. If I got close enough I could grab her and pull her to safety.

I tried to move, but her speed was so fast. She hurled me towards the wall, smashing my head hard. I could feel the blood dripping down my neck as pain burst through my head. I kicked and tried to push her off, but her strength was multiplied by nine.

A small chuckle escaped James lips and he scratched his neck. “Seems like we'll have to relive the past for a little while here.”

When she was a few feet in front of you, you slammed her into the floor with ease. You rolled your eyes, “I don’t have time for you filthy dogs!” you groaned and shoved past the curly-haired one while exiting the gym.

“Yeah, I know little man, but you could have at least took a shower. Brother are you flagrant or what!” They both started laughing. “So you want me to keep everyone away right?”

The three detectives pull up to see officers' busily working their crime scene. Looking up Rachel notices the heavy rain clouds that are quickly moving in from the north.

"What do you think Ma'?" Danny asked. I hit my head on the side door causing me to hiss in pain. Logan laughs at me from the front seat.

After a while, a little smile crept up onto my face. “Well, maybe just a little swim in the deep end.” I said quietly to myself. I bravely walked out of the pool, wincing at the hot ground. My footsteps turned into splashes as I walked into the bubbling hot tub. In the refreshing warmth of the hot tub, I turned to the people in the hot tub, and Sydney’s smeared with sunscreen face stared back at me. And Emily, turned in the other direction lounging around, turned to look at me. “Okay guys, I am going to go,” I started, trying to keep my face strong, “for a swim in the deep end.” I finished, my voice quivering. They both gasped and looked at me like I was crazy. “Will one of you come?” I said, my whole body shaking. “I will!” Emily exclaimed.

I didn’t even hesitate, and I don’t know where I found the strength, but I drove my knee right up into Abellona’s midsection screaming, “Get the fuck off me!” and when I had created separation I kicked her causing her to fall back away from me.

The face she had, a look of desperation and quickly turning into sadness once I started to stab her repeatedly until she started to cough up blood; her cold, sticky, scarlet red blood coughing up from her mouth as she started to slowly fall down on the black carpet.