Short Story

(1987:63) The villagers peaceful nature was disappearing due to their forced service in the civil patrol. Indigenous citizens were turned against their own villages and neighbors. This due to false promises of the military and the false protection that it would provide. This resulted in a loss of rights of the villages.

The chief leader sense danger come into his tribe. He warren's all the people of the village that there will be hugs attack coming soon and they should prepared. The woman of the village starting carvin a series of animals in a tree that symbolize peace and protection over their village, these animals were the Eagle, the wolf and the bear.

Now far enough away from the night club opening, Jessie could hear the distinct sound of a woman screaming. The heart wrenching sound made her stop mid step. Cold terror washed over her as she neared the corner of the alley and peered around it. There were distinct shapes - someone on the ground writhing in pain, one cowering against the wall, and three that approached her. She heard the poor woman crying out for help and saw one of the advancing shadows reach a hand up to strike her across the face. Nausea broiled in the put of her stomach and Jessie took a cautious step in. For a moment she weighed her options - trying to decide what to do. Did she fight or did she fly? Whatever - or rather whoever she thought she saw obviously wasn't real. There was no Superman. But this woman still needed help. Jessie clung to her phone as though it was a bludgeoning weapon and dialed 911. She took a step forward - about to call out to the attackers - when another shadow landed in front of her.

One year, village girls began to disappear. When the first girl vanished, people said she had run away. But as time passed, more and more girls disappeared. Their families were overcome with grief, and all the villagers searched the forest, the streets, the houses, pastures and barns. They

The thundering footsteps of the march sang in chorus with the rumble of the blackened sky. The rain pelted down like bullets mercilessly penetrating deep into the earth. The smell of chaos and fear drifted into the cool, steel air and was carried away with the gush of breeze. The noise of confusion overpowered the sound of raindrops that shattered on the tile roofs. People strolled out of their houses with curiosity about the commotion at the centre of the village. The villagers held deadly weapons in their tight grasps that seem capable of mutilating the mightiest of beasts.

A small village run by CHIEF MORI and the council are defenseless against a group of bandits who raid the town for food and threaten the villagers. Chief Mori’s daughter, ANA (15) stands up against the bandits when no one else will, including her father. Ana wants her father to take her seriously and give her an active role on the village council.

“I fell,” Madge answers through gritted teeth, clutching her calf tightly as she blinks out tears from her eyes as quickly as she can. It was just her luck that she’d fall off the wall like a complete idiot right after being told to quit. Maybe the odds really weren’t in her favor.

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.

After everything that has happened, it was finally over. The sky was dark with rain and cracked with lightning and thunder, bodies littered the ground turning it red with blood. On this battlefield laid Zya Kage, the leader of the rebellion against the king of her homeland. The war raged on for hours, maybe even a day, Zya couldn’t remember. The wound on Zya’s stomach bled and soaked the ground below her with blood, her vision began to fade in and out , she could hear the sounds of yelling and screaming soon began to dissipate from her hearing. Then, as soon as she closed her eyes and let the darkness along with the pain consume her. She heard someone yelling, but it was a lot closer now. She felt hands pressing against her wound, she could see a faint silhouette kneeling beside her, but before she could see who it was. She felt numb and her vision went dark.

I press my face against the icy cold window. I watch one by one the snowflakes fall in the moonlight. I can tell it’s Christmas time even though nobody here says anything about it. It’s as if the ward tries to drag us away from any traditions a normal person would do. I think about the Christmases I spent with my kids.

Driving back to my Grandma's had become the norm due to the lack of wi-fi at my house and minor, yet constant disagreements between my stepfather and I. Owning a gray Jetta that sparkled once it hit sunlight, had an aux cord to play music that changed as much as my mood, and worked perfectly fine filled me with gratitude every time I started up its engine. On May 11 my dismal playlist blared from the partially rolled down windows in the car as a few humble tears rolled down my cheeks. This day pressed hard on my chest knowing my biological father should have turned another year older, not stuck at a young 32. Life happens and you have to keep going; however, I could have never predicted singing "If I die young" by The Band Perry and having

The warm flow of water ran in rivulets down his body, the steam and soothing words reliving the pain that I had witnessed today: Seeing Paledon dead as a rock. The pain still yanked at my heart, making me feel like I was dying. It was the fear caving in me. I sat beside Paledon in my en suite’s spacious shower, gently sponging the dried blood from Paledon’s skin; I had wanted to try and clean myself up since I stunk to high heavens, but after everything Paledon had gone through (I still don’t know what exactly happened) I wouldn’t hear of it. The thoughts swirling in my head as I got back to the Tower were sinister and worrying.

''Aren’t Joe and Cisco going to help us?'' Asked Barry, noticing that his foster dad and best friend were still absent as the rest of the team was preparing their plan of attack back at the lab. ''I thought you guys said they were supposed to join us here.''

Remus, seeing strait through the fake interest growled and let Moony take over his mind. He said nothing but instead rammed into the door. He bounced off it and went to do it again, this time he let his magic aid him and swirl around him as he came in contact with the sturdy wood.

Blood dripping and bugs crawling on the corpse of Esmiralda Goth, Pandora and Abdiel screaming with the sight of their mother dead on the floor. Then all of the sudden a spirit appeared. Red flames cover the room, screams come from all around. Then it goes away. The corpse is gone, but there's voice.