Short Story: Leah

“Earlier today, we learned that an attempt was made on your cousin’s life,” her father said to her. “Your mother has so much grief for your cousin, because of the actions that he has made since the past two years – deeds worthy of being told to all

“I had a dream, a dream of the past,” he said breathing loudly. “I betrayed them, I betrayed them all . I watch my mom and sister starved by the party without saying a word.”

Although with Jake, was his friend Nathan who was with him on Friday night. Jake is tall, skinny, and brunette and wants justice for his best friend. While the officers were questioning the boys, Anna’s dad walked in. Mr. Perry is a stern looking man that has had a bright reputation throughout Troy. “Where is my daughter?” he asked the secretary. She replied, “Sir, we just called her out of class.” Mr. Perry said, “I can’t believe I’m here for something my daughter didn’t do!” The second officer then pulled Mr. Perry into his office to look at the tapes. Anna then walked in and said, “Umm excuse me, where is my dad?” The secretary pointed towards the office. While my parents and I were sitting in the office, Anna, her dad, and the officer walked out. Mr. Perry said, “Anna I can’t believe you!” The officer then said, “A number of local governments have laws that hold parents responsible for vandalism committed by their children.” Mr. Perry asked Anna, “Anna would you like to tell Mr. and Mrs. Benson or do you want me too?” Anna replied, “Mr. and Mrs. Benson, it was me who did the vandalizing.” The principal, Jake, and Nathan walked out to Anna confessing to committing the crime. The principal said, “Anna you are suspended from school for 60 days and you are also charged with vandalism.” Anna cried while saying a sincere apology to my family and I. “Benson family, I am so sorry for everything. I

“Hey Jack, wake up!” “Ugh, is it time to wake up already?” Jack and Alex live together in Alex’s Mom’s house, Sheila. “I made you boys breakfast,” Sheila exclaimed to the boys. “Thank you,” said both the boys. After breakfast Alex and Jack went on a walk in the woods, it was raining out so they had their jackets on. “So I have it all planned out, if we do it Friday afternoon we will have the best chances of being successful,” Alex was telling Jack. “Did you get the guns?” Alex, knowing, that it is much easier to get a gun illegally rather than legally buying a gun Alex just went to a drug dealer to buy a gun for Jack and him. See criminals don’t follow the law, strict gun laws only hurt law abiding citizens. On their way back to Sheila’s they plan out a bank robbery.

When he arrived at the camp, he saw his father picking up the trash from breakfast. “I’m sorry, Dad. I made a mistake,” Brayden sighed. “I’ve just been ... mad....” His father gave him a look of understanding and patted him affectionately on the back.

One night her best friend showed up at their doorstep after walking four miles from her house. The family had known this girl for two years and never knew about the abuse, torture, and neglect she endured at the hands of her father and step-mother. The family gave her a place to stay while they tried to figure out what to do. The girl’s father arrived fully expecting to take his daughter home, but Steve and Trudi knew they could not let her go back to that house. Law enforcement was called, but since there was no physical proof, the girl was sent back home with her father. The abuse got worse because the girl was being “punished” for running away so she left home again, albeit this time she went to the house of someone employed at the school. The father never believed that the girl was not at Steve and Trudi’s house so he would constantly harass the family and demand to have his daughter back. The girl’s living situation was only temporary. She quickly found an abusive boyfriend and became pregnant. They moved away after graduation and the connection was lost.

There was once a girl who would always ditch school even though she was very good at every subject. But she would always go to a baseball field to practice for her softball game. She was very good at it, she knew she was good at it. But she never thought she was as good as she really is. Her name is Brianna Lopez, she is 15 years old, and very beautiful!

“If I weren’t so hell-bent on revenge, you’d be fine. It wouldn’t change what happened to our boy, but at least we’d have each other. I’m so sorry, Marc.” She closed her eyes and wept silently. “If I’d known what I was capable of,, I wouldn’t have unleashed my wrath–exacted revenge, but I had no way of knowing the damage I’d do.”

"Anima?" I questioned looking in her eyes squeezing her shoulders. "Jacob he-" she finished the sentence in a burst of sobs. She didn't need to say more. "We're telling mom and dad come on." "Tyler stop no please they can't know." "Anima Grace, you are not going to let him get away with this." My anger boiling inside me

“Hi, I am here for my husband, Charles Bryant” said Anna Bryant as she waited patiently for one of the police officers to get him out of prison. “Here is the money,” she sighed as her husband slowly walked towards her wearing an orange jumpsuit. “What happened to you?” Anna asked. “Oh I just got in a big accident while driving home from a club.” “Remember what I told you about calling me for a ride when you are drunk,” she replied. Anna’s family is very wealthy. Her father owns three mansions in Egypt. The last damage that Charles caused was very bad. She had to sell one of her mansions to pay for Charles’ destruction. Anna got sick of bailing her husband out of jail. It is the fourth time he has been in jail. “Let’s go home, Elena is at home by herself.” The only reason that Anna is bailing her husband out

“It was my fault, okay?” His statement caused her to halt. She attempted to look at him again but her eyes focused on the clouds above his head. He stuffed his hands in his pockets before sauntering away. His hand fiddled with the wallet. She dragged herself to her dorm; her hatred for herself grew. She crossed her arms over her chest, thinking about how incredibly stupid she was. She replayed the encounter in her mind, rewriting the entire event to fit an embarrassment free one. As she blamed herself, her thief found himself at his quiet area on campus. While sitting on a bench, he examined the wallet. A tattered, russet leather wallet with ‘Marcy’ embroidered on it with blue bubble letters. He ran his index finger along each letter, tracing

Seth sat silently in the back seat of his mom’s car. He had been staring out the window since 9:00 this morning for the past 10 hours he had been in the car. His mom had frequently been checking on him through the rearview mirror, but he didn’t blame her. He knew that she was worried about him. After all, until 3 months ago she had been in the same state of mind he was right now, so he knew that she understood what he felt like. On some levels anyway. She couldn’t fully understand what he was going through since she hadn’t been the one to cause the problems. Yet here they were, making the annual trip to Seth’s grandparents house the only difference was the were a man short this year. Their home was in Minnesota only 5 miles south of the Canadian border and in the middle of nowhere. It took the police 50 minutes to get there and there were only a few people that shared lake Kabetogama with them.

Aviane. Leah Martin Strauss somberly fingered the blister of pink pills from it’s nondescript white and pink wrapper with a resigned sigh. For a soon to be sixteen year old young girl, getting on birth control for the first time is usually an exciting, transformative occasion but Leah had a far more pessimistic outlook: She might just need it to protect herself. She gingerly peeled the small pill out of the blister and ingested it; just one week from that day, she could very well be happy to have taken this precaution.

It felt as her life had been turned upside-down, Evelyn Harper was a mess. It all began two weeks ago; one night had wrecked everything she had worked for. It was a night she would never forget. The twenty-eight-year-old would wake up several times during the night screaming, sweating, and gasping for breath. It plagued her mind during the day and her dreams in the night. It felt as if there was no escape, there was no way to ease her mind. The only thing that brought her any kind of relief was knowing she’d given physical evidence after the attack. There was no way these men could walk away from what they’d done to her; they would pay for what they did.

“I’m sure my lovely daughter Fiona can help with that!” my mother shrieked, overly excited as she rushed forward like a bull in a china shop. “She…”