Short Story

“She can’t be around my house anymore. I’m afraid of what I’ll do to her. She did this to him. Don’t you get it? She took his eyes.”

“She can’t be around my house anymore. I’m afraid of what I’ll do to her. She did this to him. Don’t you get it? She took his eyes.”

“You thought you had it all figured out didn’t you? You memorized every tunnel running through the house, had perfect timing and made everyone believe you were innocent. There was only one flaw, she fought back, and you panicked. Then you left a messy crime scene with your blood all over it. And we found it.”

“I…I promise I didn’t know what I was doing. And I didn’t start it, they did! They told me to do it!” I declared in between hiccups of crying while pointing at the boy and Sam. She didn’t seem convinced, but stalked towards them.

I saw my husband talking to one of the hags. He then came to me and said

“Save it for the cop… he had been missing dates, hadn’t he, for Julia? Of course, you would go crazy, since you were stupid enough to fall for a married man while being married, you wouldn’t care if I had gotten caught. And you were also dumb enough to come uncalled”.

I was only eight. You were nine. And Rayne was born that year. I worry that he will be lost and vulnerable without us,” Anna said.

I watched the bastard that just bought me walk out of the room. I heard the click of the lock from the other side of the door and felt as though I was definitely screwed. Turning around in the chair to face forward again, I am met with 13 pairs of eyes staring at me. I tried to smile a little and raised my hand to wave.

Laughter of young men floated through the air like chimes on a breezy day as they sparred amongst each other near the barracks of Highgarden. As young Lords of the Reach, they all had dreams of finding glory for themselves as knights. Yet only one of them had been anointed, the future Lord of Highgarden, Mace Tyrell, whom many believed his Lord father had bought the title rather than earned it by his own merit. Having just turned seven-and-ten not three moons prior, one could see glimpses of the man Mace would become. Tall with broad shoulders, his scalp was covered with thick, curly brown tendrils of sweaty hair that dangled loosely over his brow covering hazel eyes as his bulky body heaved for breath from the exertion. His strong jaw is

Sam wakes up soaked in sweat, the morning sun boiling through the windows. A crick in his neck and cramped legs, aching from being tucked into the back seat of the Impala. He can’t help but groan as he feels the back of his t-shirt unstick from the smooth leather. There are similar sounds of misery as Dean tries to peel himself off the front seat and cracks open the car door with a squeak. His heavy booted feet hit the ground with a crunch and Sam can hear Dean’s shoulders pop as he stretches. There's a grumble from his brother as Dean kicks away whatever debris his boots landed on.

“Freshness is Greatness!” What kind of a slogan is that? It sounds like we’re doing a toothpaste commercial. It’s hard to believe we’re actually trying to sell soda. But the boss seems to like it and ask me and you don’t build a 200 million dollar empire by selling cheap so he should know. Maybe it’s me; maybe I’m the fool who can’t see the greatness in freshness! Fuck it anyway, where the hell am I? Who could have thought Stanley Park was this big. There’s a kid over there, maybe I could ask him about the way out. He looks a bit suspicious though. He’s wearing a hoodie and those baggy jeans kids like to wear these days, he’s probably black too. As I approached him he turned around and I could see that he was. “Excuse me; do you know the closest way out the park?”

How are we supposed to go in deeper? It’s not like we have a submarine!” “But we do!” Willow exclaimed suddenly. “Huh?” Me and Scarlett asked at the same time. “Well, at least my dad does. He works for the Marine Biology Center, and he can take us down in a submarine!” Willow told us excitedly. “Great! Let’s go!” exclaimed, already running down the driveway. Willow and Scarlett hopped on their bikes that were parked in my driveway, and I got mine out of the garage. Then we set off to the Marine Biology Center.

“I mean honestly, you can’t just run out on everyone like that. You mortified your father and I in front of the Everharts and you took away the exchange student. I didn’t actually mean for you to take her. That day

“For an instant, I thought I might take her up on it, close my eyes and pretend it was Carina. That makes me a wretched person, doesn’t it?”

Of course, what else could be said when you’ve been keeping secrets from your closest friends? Yes, Hermione had indeed reminded me that we hadn’t really a choice, but with all due respect to her, sometimes she spends too much time concerned about the small details, critically and meticulously, that she forgets the big picture. Even if it may have kept Harry safe at the time, we all know him. Whether he means to or not he’ll nearly end up dead again this year. At this point, all we’re doing is prolonging the inevitable.