Short Story

Rather than attempting to develop the bravery and confidence to talk to others, I created a submissive, people-pleasing personality for myself. This continued throughout middle school, in which I did not express my opinions in fear of being judged heavily and losing a friend. However, the decision didn’t positively affect

Wes 1's mom threatened that if he kept slacking off, she would send him to military school.

General Patrick finally took notice of the trident on the uniforms of all of the men sitting at the table, not to mention the tape on the uniforms that read ‘US Navy’. “How the hell….” General Patrick said out loud.

“Rachael! Sit down and get back to work! I’ve had it with you interrupting the class!” My marine biology professor screeched at the top of her withered lungs, startling everyone out of their work induced trance, especially me. Only moments beforehand I had been working quietly with my partner to identify the micro-fossils in front of us and now I was the center of attention in the worst way possible. I was stunned into silence, completely baffled as to why she was yelling or what she was even talking about.

Zach was sleep in his favorite sweater, Jack and Corbyn got him for his birthday, but only they know about it.

“My Lord all divisions are in position,” relays Master Engineer Anzu bowing, and then thumping his right fist against his left chest. He was a trusted engineer and member of the Royal Caste. He endured decades of servitude remembering the Archlord since a Highborn Prince.

Staying in the middle of New York currently is bothersome. There is a raging heat outside and my air conditioning unit has broken down. No one comes into my shop, except for my regulars, anymore. No one believes in old styled medicine, anymore. No one, except, for the boy roaming in my shop comes in, anymore. He looks about fourteen and a little dirty, but who isn’t at his age. His footsteps cause my discolored floorboards to creak, I hope he doesn’t fall through one of them. His green eyes look lost, but his body knows where he is. He comes in regularly and at the same exact time, two o’clock p.m. His watch goes off, he turns it off, then he sets a new time, and begins to roam. Now, he is in the back end of my storefront, looking at the

But the breathtaking landscape below strips away any guilt. A rushing kaleidoscope of color and life, the vivid greens of the trees, the blue swirls of the lakes, and the turbulent whites of the river rapids balance and contrast to paint the perfect picture. The crisp mountain air madly whistling past welcomes me in its breezy embrace. The scents and sounds rising from the unspoiled forest seduces and tempts. I wish that I had come sooner. She was right: this could be the most beautiful place on Earth.

On a calm summers morning in the year 2018, Jack went to work at In-N-Out burger. He was flipping burgers and making milkshakes when his boss came over to remind him about his lunch break. Jack hopped in the car and drove near the Dolby Theater to Subway for lunch. He gave his order and waited for his sandwich. Jack looked out the window and saw the busy hustle and bustle of downtown LA. He saw the stars of celebrities and the crazy traffic, the tall buildings and the crazy culture. Moments later his sandwich was ready and he drove into the standstill traffic. Jack looked at his phone in the motionless traffic and found his lunch break had ended. Jack became stressed as his hopes of making it back to work was zero to none. Jack attempted

I've come to know these words well, as it's my favorite fight song. Ironwood has asked for me to do his dirty work. I guess his “specialists” aren't special enough. I'm about decline, of course, when Ironwood starts filling me in. Atlas was under threat of a Yeti Grim, as tall as a mountain, and everyone they sent in failed to take it down, so naturally, it was my turn. That’s my job. I’m a consulting specialist. As the only one with the title, it's sure is a pain for them if I turn down a job. I’m a wild card. A freelance that travels the world looking for the best fights and most interesting adventures. One thing I try to never get mixed up in is the world's troubles. I don't care about “making peace” or “stopping evil”. I can leave that

Brian placed himself in front of me and extended his hand to Liz. "I am not sure if you remember me, but I am Brian Ross. Isabel’s other half and Mary’s brother."

Angelos stood on the same chair that Eric stood on, and announced, “People, we need to focus. We will attack, soon. We need more action than conversation. Focus people, focus… Please, text your friends and family on the pier and tell them. We will get our supplies together and attack them. Each store should protect itself at this moment.”

It was New York City in 5028 when this tragedy was established. All people were forced to go bald! This was not okay according to anybody, especially Jessica. Jessica was a 15 year old girl who was particularly shy and quiet, her hair was her protection. But when she was told by the authorities that a new law was established that everyone had to go bald, she went crazy. Literally Crazy. She kicked the officers and ran away to an abandoned house in the area where she hid until the authorities found her and shaved her hair for her. But she put up a fight, and it was a good try.

But you’re going to fall, not because you can’t start again, but because we all do. Humans aren’t much more than maladjusted bipeds in the end. The problem is what you’re going to want to do when you fall again. You’re going to think about returning to the rat hole because it’s easier believing everyone and everything are out to get you that than happiness really exists. Sometimes the darkness just gets comfortable. Not because it is, mind you, but because it’s familiar. When you get to that point, before you start feeding little pieces of yourself to the rats, write me a letter.”

If I was going to be invisible for one day. I would go out in a person's house and start to make things in the there house., I would go and do him because it would look like it was moving by itself. When I do this, they are going to start wondering if they put that there. When I start doing that, i would do it for a bit and start to freak them out a little. When they start to get freaked out, i would start and put dolls in a box and put it on their porch and knock on the door and wait till they take it inside.