Short Story

“I’ll have 6 eggs, a big glass of orange juice, a banana, and some oatmeal please” said DeSean “ You’re one crazy kid” said the female bartender at IHop. “Yes ma’am, I might be crazy ,but ready for football this morning” DeSean responded swiftly. The bartender responded almost immediately saying “Damn right, hope you do well this morning, I’ll have that food out real quick honey”. DeSean waited for less than 5 minutes before chowing down on over 1000 calories. He exchanged some words with the bartender and he was off to football.

“We got to get him tested?” She smiled. “Is your blood still itching for Reno to scratch it?”

''No!'' Yelped Iris in obvious distress. ''Do something!'' She screamed, not that she really needed to say a thing as Caitlin was already in full doctor mode and she taking a closer look at her patient's others vitals.

After about another hour of wading through the sludge, the pair of siblings came across a sign sticking out of the ground. Past the sign was a fork in the path, one going straight and the other curving back around.

Her stated preference for white gold acted in Richard the thought that there was so much he didn't about Lexi, maybe she had preferred it back then, but he couldn't recall. All the little details and events that occurred in the intervening years. The love for her that he'd back then was still there, and she was still the same person that he'd missed and dreamed of spending his life with, but as he'd grown to a man from a boy, she'd transformed from a girl into a woman, and that brooked changes in any person.

“Morning private” Ben replied. It was like any other morning in the camp. Ben was a soldier in the american army. He was stationed in the rockies, fighting indians and exploring the mountain ranges. The camp was quiet, not a lot of words exchanged. The men all just sat around eating the same food and drinking the coffee as every other day.

Knowing you have a mate gives you a strange type of high. You know you'll never be able to hold him, or love him or even admire him from afar without getting slander from the whole pack and yet, you still somehow find yourself hoping that maybe this is the moment when you finally break out of the prison of an isolated life.

LOL! This last line cracked me up, Aurora. I'm in total agreement. That ship has sailed. It looked for a time –– like, 4 or 5 years ago now –– that Hammoudi might be the next homegrown tall male principal, but I'm tired of waiting for him to step it up. I don't know if he's just not working hard enough to make it happen or what, but by now I think it's time to cut him off and give those opportunities to someone else.

"Come in, Fredrick," she said, rising with weary bones and straightening her gown without looking at him when the door creaked open, the revelry outside following him in. She scooped up the cloth used to dry her tears and went to the hearth. Her face was swollen from sleeping, her eyes bloodshot from weeping. She was a mess and she kept her back to him as she poured liquid into a bowl and splashed her face with water cupped in her hands. The water was invigorating and brought another moan as she cooled her skin and soothed her burning eyes.

“Erica, I know a part of you can understand me,” Moxxie said. “We have a place for you. A place you can exist without the worry of any harm coming to you. You simply need to put the child down and come with us.”

“He had never slept in a better bed, Rainford decided”. General Zaroff fell asleep fast suddenly he heard a big BANG. He went outside to see nothing, all he saw was a dark forest he was in the middle of nowhere and now he is hearing stuff. “what is going on with me” he said. He went back inside and tried to wrap his mind around what just happened. He just couldn’t get it straight, so he decided to go back to sleep this time he woke up to a scream. HELP ME!!!! He jumped up so fast and ran outside but again he didn’t see anything, this time he got his shoe’s and decided to find out what was going on, so he ran out into the dark forest. All he saw was monkeys swinging in the tree’s, but he asked himself “why in the world are monkeys up at

You growled and lashed out at the boy who stood in front of you with a knife wielded in their hand. The person simply dodged and kicked in the back of your legs,making you fall back onto the muddy grass that you were training on.

"Order for table two. Hurry up, Malina." The chef laughed as I wobbled over to him.

We decide that we should rest at the fountain. We did not bring enough food, leaving us to forage for plants. Which is something none of us are good at. And we all need a long, hot shower.

I feel a rushing sensation, a whooshing sound; like the sound you hear when you press your ear to a window facing a city street. My sense of sound is more a tactile vibration than actual sound and my entire body seems to thrum with it. The thrumming reaches a crescendo and as it does I feel tiny pieces of me, an outer layer, vibrate loose in a cloud around me. I slide away from the peak and the vibration becomes a soft AUMMMMMM. I am standing at the end of a very long, brilliantly lit hallway. Everything is a stark white except one long band of red that snakes along the wall from where I stand into oblivion. I am calling out to my mother, but she is impossibly far away…down at the end of this very long hall. She speaks and as if from a great