Short Story Essay

He came in without a word. I was stropping my best razor. And when I recognized him, I started to

Antagonist: Captain Torres Flat and a little stereotypical: The captain does not show his thoughts or feelings. he is a standard, cruel, brutal army officer bad guy, killing the good revolutionaries. However, he shows a little change is telling the barber that “Killing isn’t easy, is it? You can take my word for that.”

Ash grinned at his Pokémon's determination. "Alright then. Start with an Agility!" Pikachu ran circles around Squirtle, showing his superior speed. Gary wasn't impressed.

Yep, yeahs, and ah-huhs were all replied back to her, but when Peggy took notice of what Zack sounded like, her gray eyes shifted firmly to him and then bulged from out her head. “Jesus, what the hell happened to you?”

Thomas strode through the cobblestone that made up the pathway leading up to the prestigious academy his 'loving' parents enrolled him in, Pandemonium. For what reason? There was a good chance it was right under his nose, but he couldn't seem to care enough delve into it any deeper. He instead accepted it as a mean for them to have a break from each other, it was probably for the best. With a huff he stuffed a hand in his jeans' side pocket, using the other to reach bellow and allow his fingers to graze against the Hydrangeas lined up along the path. He momentarily had his attention focused on them, almost hypnotized by the way they would slightly push forwards in reaction to his hand brushing against the petals before snapping back to

It was the night of the heaviest fall rains; water flooded the earth. Deep in the Montana Sawtooth Range, a young boy was born to the Kinakii (Kih- nA- key) Tribe. He was taken to Chief Mikanahay for tribal inspection. With all newborns, the tribe makes sure the right healthy genes present themselves to ensure the future of the clan. Chief Mikanahay noticed strange bands wrapped around the boy's right arm. “Get me Shakalm,” ordered the chief! Shakalm, the medicine man, came stumbling in drenched head to toe; his deer skin matted tight against his body.

“Mama ella se llama Jenn y creo que es mi hermana. Tu hija que has buscado por tanto tiempo.” said Lupita very excited. Which means, “Mother her name is Jenn and I believe she is my sister. Your daughter that you have searched for for so many years.”

I trotted down the dusty road to the farms to do my everyday work, and started thinking of what if I was a Noble? Eating two immense meals per day, and being the wealthiest in the kingdom!

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 day was like any other. Delilah woke up and went to the coffee shop which she has been working at the last 5 months. Nothing exciting ever happens at her shop all she does is take coffee orders and gives people coffee. She has the same people, but every now and then she gets someone new but then that someone new turns into a regular she always loved when

Your story goes here: It was one of the worst thunderstorms of the year as I was watching a movie at my uncle's house. The heavy rain splattering the window beside me and the distant thunder gave a calming ambience to the dull background. It was around 9:30 pm that I decided to head to bed. I gently opened the door and tiptoed across the hall, quiet to not wake up my sleeping uncle, who wouldn't exactly be calm about being woke up. My uncle was slightly groggy fellow, he wasn't exactly what you’d call a exciting person. He has black shaggy hair compared to my slick blond hair, he wears usually loose clothing so his belly usually bulges out too. As I crawled into my bed, I still heard the rainy dripping outside as my sight faded to black. I woke to a banging sound, I thought it was something that fell from downstairs, something not uncommon in the the old house. I decided to climb out of bed and look out the window. I undid the curtains and tried to see through the murky glass. I cleared the fog from the window and looked outside. The field behind our house was all I saw. I looked at the cellar under my window and saw nothing too. “Yep something fell,” I remember murmuring. I climbed back into bed and dozed away again. I woke again to another bang, I looked to my left to see the time and saw I had only slept 30 minutes. I was now becoming confused, why would something fall twice in the night, thunder can't shake a house. Can it?

“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.

As me and my son Aiden,little fiery one, sit outside our hut on a warm, dark night while my son finish his upper body exercises. After finishing his exercise sweat dripped from his thick eyebrows and wide body, he stands next to me and ask me a question I have been preparing to answer since he was a child.

Soon the Tyrells sisters happened across a small stream hidden away from the trail. Throwing caution to the wind, the girls veered off the trail not heeding the warnings of those behind them. But the tranquil brooke was little threat. It’s trickling water seemed to sparkle in the beams of sunlight breaking through the leaves. Alayna slid out of her saddle to investigate the water further.

Evelyn perched on a leather chair, slouching, with a dazed look. She ran her fingers through her thinning hair, a cloud of misery raining on her. Life was unfair, terrible, and extremely misfortunate. Soft pats of rain hit a small window frame in her room, causing discreet splats. A hushed creak broke the uncomfortable silence in the room. “Sweetie?” A dim figure peered through the crack of her door, but when she came to the light, Evelyn saw her, with a worried look on her pale face. “Are you alright?” Evelyn grunted angrily, and stood up, out of her seat. “Mom, just tell me already.” Her eyes narrowed at the sight of her mother, she clenched her teeth. There was a noticeably awkward silence, and the sound of them breathing rippled