Short Story

“Writing it down is important to us…recording what we’ve done, in words, on paper, it’s got to be our way of telling ourselves that we mean something, that we matter. That the things we’ve done have made a difference.”

She’s bleeding. Help! Someone call 911!” She yelled. Everyone rushed out of the school with fear. A big crowd headed toward the door. Alex and I were squished up in the middle. No one will ever notice it is me. Before we can all get out the teachers already blocked us off. Oh no! I thought. I just wanted to get out of here. Short enough, the cops and ambulance were pulling up. The screaming sirens and flashing lights filled the parking lot. The teachers guided us all into the gym so the paramedics could easily get her body. Everyone was filled with confusion and fear. Everything just happened so quickly. Mrs. Crawsond made her way onto stage and approached the

Taking another deep breath to help calm his nerves, John folded the letter and sealed it with some sticky tape. With his hands trembling he handed over his most private thoughts to Josie. After they had exchanged letters they said their goodbyes and went their separate ways. Once John got outside he looked up to the hazy sky and let out a shaky laugh full of relief. Maybe just maybe Josie would be the one to save him before it was too late. He hoped that she would open the letter before graduation and help him put back together the shattered pieces of his life. Because deep down that broken boy wanted to live more than anything in the

“You guys want an ice pack?” asked Grace. “Yes!” exclaimed Ashley Nohl. As a group, we all agreed that it would be best if we went in and relaxed for the rest of the afternoon. On the other hand, just as you thought things could not get any worse for Ashley Nohl, it does. Her foot slips through the ladder, making so one leg was on the trampoline and the other leg was beneath the trampoline, along with her hip on the bar of the ladder. Delaney and I rushed over to help her out of the strenuous position; above all, I mostly did it, because I felt bad for hitting her in the back. While Ashley Nohl is stuck, Grace and Sarah are on the other side laughing their heads off about what they had just witnessed.

“Not good,” he replied softly, before sipping his coffee. “We had the same experience, she said nothing to us, showed no interest in anything…what about drugs?”

She smiled. “The book you brought me helped me realize who I am, and how much I hate Nova,” she said, angrily. Ash started laughing. “What? I thought Nova was your enemy too,” she said, confused.

Suddenly, the bus's front wheel discovered a pot hole, or some similar hazardous feature, and Meredith's head was thrust forward, and slammed into the seat directly in front of her. As the girl pulled her head back,

“Are you sure it’s safe?” Lisa says in a strict tone. “I dosen’t sound like it is from the way you said it.”

"Although you may be right. I just don't think that he needs to know, about this. He has so much on his mind already, a baby, should be the least of his worries. Forgive me if I sound prude, but Tom you're right. He means something to me. That's why I'm going to let him go."

slide. She went to the slide she tries to do it by herself assistant teacher Looked at her help the child.

On her way home, after classes in history and philosophy, Charlotte went to work at the school library and walked home from campus to her apartment. Once in her building, she checked the mail and noticed a single letter with a bulge in the middle.

Riley felt emotional while reading the letter from Roger. He didn’t know Roger could write an average letter for a young man who hasn’t been to school for about 2 years now. When Riley and Roger went to the same school back at Kennedy High School, they both had the same english class for all four of their years their. Roger wasn’t the best at english but on the other hand, Riley was fantastic at it. He was one of the top students every year in the class. But somehow, Roger would always end up in the same class level with Riley. Riley remembers when one time when every student had to write out a ten thousand word novel for the class. This novel was the final for that semester. Students were chosen to read a paragraph from their novel in front

After getting the old woman to the floor and making sure she was comfortable, the musician took a few steps over to retrieve the chair. He put it next to the old woman, who leaned over and rested her arm and head on it.

McNeiley rushed over to do the heimlich maneuver on Paul. After several abdominal thrusts, the wrapper launched out of his mouth. The five of us gathered around the table and awaited for Mrs. McNeiley to lecture us on the importance of our young lives. I was humiliated by this incident and the fact that we had a lecture about it. Today was definitely not ordinary day of math meet practice. Paul and I barely survived. Furthermore, we almost terrified our teacher to death. We concluded that practice with our limbs and arms attached. And most importantly, all of us were breathing and

The girls were all nervous. The music was loud and they hit their first stunt. Then, the stunt group moved to a different spot on the mat. Maggie, the back spot, was the one who called out the counts so that Mauri, Carci, and Reece all knew when to do the stunt. Maggie got so nervous that she got off beat and started the count wrong. Mauri pushed Reece’s foot up before Carci did and that made the stunt fall apart. The girls ended up dropping Reece in the second stunt. When Reece fell to the floor she tried to break her fall by using her hand. Mauri, Carci, and Maggie couldn’t catch Reece before she hit the ground. The music stopped and the EMTs came onto the floor where Reece was laying, holding her hand and crying. They put a brace on her hand and carried her off of the floor into the back room where they could check her out better. She was devastated and so