Short Story: Slime Attack

He woke up in a cold sweat on the floor of a strange, rusty iron elevator, there were steel barrels, crates, and coils of rope. He felt the elevator stop and he could faintly hear people talking above him. Suddenly, big iron doors above him swung open and he was blinded by the light that came out. “Hey there!” a voice said. “Well you must be confused, let me help clear things up a bit. I’m Ethan, I run things around here”.

“Why does the mailbox have to be so far?” Zuri thinks to herself as she turns the corner of North Broadview Avenue and Red Wood Road. As she rounds the corner she looks up only in time to see a white Lincoln town car barreling towards her and barely manages to jump backwards as it screeches to a stop right where she had been standing a few second ago. A tall, young black man hops out of the car and walks over to Zuri asking “Are you all right?” as he reaches out his hand to help her up. “Yeah I think so.” She replies as she gets up and dust herself off and looks around for her keys. “What you looking for?” the young man asks. “My keys I lost them when I jumped out of the way” she tells the young man as she continues to search for the keys.

Turning off the TV, Andrew grabbed his keys and rushed to the garage, angry for not being more cautious. Driving down the street as fast as he could to get to the cleaners, he said, “I wonder if Margaret has her phone. I will call it,” he said, pushing the buttons, he waited, and said, “Oh, no; it went directly to voice mail. She must have turned it off, but why would she do that?”

When I rang the doorbell at 8:45 AM, Julie Faulk came down the stairs and opened the door, letting me know that we were the earliest in the office. The steep, carpeted stairs lead me up into Bitch’s lending library

An hour later, Eva was flagging down a yellow Volkswagen beetle driven by a hyper looking black dude with a close shaven head and a goatee. He was on his way back to the local university campus. The dude was very talkative and kept eying her, asking too many personal questions. He was going back to school after Spring break with his parents and his spoiled brat sister. She was all of ten years old old. Born when his mother was pushing fifty and he was already twelve years old. Up until that point, he had been the apple of his parents eye. Now, he was Juana's trouble making 22 year old

What was going through his head, obviously, was not what she expected. He started to walk out the door without her help and before she knew it, he was gone out of sight. She sat down thinking he was going to come back, but as time went on, she started to feel anxious and scared and called the police after going out looking for him. The police brought him back, not knowing that in the back of the police car, he had passed away.

Unfortunately George was headed back to see me at this point, I ran directly into him. He was calm, he must have been, he had been to ill and exhausted to be otherwise. I must have seemed as though I was calm for I could not do much other than to stand there, still as a winter’s tree lacking the bustle of summer leaves. Though the tireless thoughts in my mind were all but silent. I wanted to break free in search of Tom and the happy, carefree life fleeing to the west with him would promise. I want to scream, I wanted to fall into an infinite silence, I wanted to Run, I wanted to drop on th spot. We stood there, frozen in time for what seemed like an eternity, I’m not certain to what I said that made him let go of his grasp, but he did and not a second later, I lunged away. The sour smell of gasoline surrounded me, I didn’t take in much more than the yellow stand and faint glow of the street lamps. I did not have a plan, but I had an end goal; reaching that elegant white mansion along the shores of East Egg. A yellow car sped by emerging from the depths of a navy coloured darkening sky. I had seen that car earlier in the day, I had seen that car and who was driving it. In a desperate strive for attention I threw myself in front of the oncoming vehicle. A blinding light overwhelmed my

She nearly slide out of her seat when the car came to a stop, she lifted her head and looked at the male. “Worn someone when you are going to break the car so damn sudden.” She shouted at him. “I could have been killed.” She rolled her eyes. She knew she really wasn’t going to die but she could get badly hurt. “Why did you stop anyways we aren’t…” She turned her head to look out the window, she cocked her head to the side. She arched her brow a little. “Now that’s something you don’t see every day.” She spoke aloud so every in the car could hear

It might be falling apart, but it is home. That stuck-up woman wants it demolished. Let it piss her off who cares if she screams so loud, she knocks Putney Mountain clean over into Kentucky,” he laughed slapping the side of his legs with his hands. Perking up his ears, Claude listened. “I didn’t mention it, but the other day,” Mr. Cassidy said, “I had a close call, I started to cross the busy street and saw a car coming towards me. Thinking I had plenty of time to get to the other side, I pushed the cart off the curb and started across. Speeding up in her shiny BMW she zipped by me like a bullet? The wind knocked my cart over in the street. Within a few minutes, she returned and stopped for a moment to watch me pick up my cans and bottles. Someday, she’ll get what’s coming to her,” he said shaking his

RUN! GO NOW!” Ava screamed as she was pushing Mia. They both rushed up the stairs and swung open the door at the top as the big, heavy, door that creaked when you opened it. The door leaded to the outside of the big creepy house. It was like a dog chasing a cat. Ava lived right next door so all they had to do was hop the fence and they were safe. Ava pulled herself up and leaped over the fence so fast like she had done that a million times before. and was perfectly safe but Mia was stuck. “Come on Mia! They are right behind you!” Ava shouted as she was peeking through the fence. Ava grabbed Mia’s hand and pulled her over. They both fell to the ground, and looked at each other with so much

William continued walking until he arrived at the crime scene. In his mind he tried to picture what had happened, but it was just too much for him. His thoughts were interrupted when a man, "Driving a 2005 Chrysler 300 jumped a curb and collided with," (seven 1) a young woman who was crossing the road. Everything happened so quickly that William had no time to react. The vehicle continued driving even after it hit the woman. William saw the woman lying on the road and rushed to help her. The woman stood up with William's help. As she assured him she was okay and that everything was fine, she fainted in William's arms. William stood there confused, not knowing what to do with the beautiful stranger who had just fainted in his arms. The nearest hospital was located in the next village which was about twenty miles away. He decided that he would take her to his hotel room and take care of her

“Mom!” Emily shrieked, panic filling her mind. She sprinted down the stairs to the basement, not bothering to wait for her little brother. Behind her, she heard Navin running after her, yelling at her to wait for him. She waved at him dismissively, knowing that she didn’t have any time to stop. Navin would just have to catch up to her.

Lilly glanced down the row of cars all parked up under the trees. A chill moved through her. She brought her knees up to her chest, pressed her thighs against her rib cage and let her head sink down. She needed to find a place to stay. She needed somewhere to sleep and she needed to be able to get ready tomorrow to make sure Bobby saw her looking hot again. Because he would kick himself once he saw her all made-up in a nice dress and nice shoes. He’d feel pretty dumb for avoiding her this last year over a stupid pair of flip-flops. But how was she going to be that girl who turned his head if she spent tonight sleeping rough? Lilly closed her eyes and tried not to let it upset her. Puffed up eyes was the last thing she

Headlights flashed and lauren heard a car door slam. “Help me!” Cried Lauren thinking someone had come to her rescue. But instead she heard a deep husky voice call out “Just grab her and put her in the truck Jerry, you’re wasting time.”

“yeah, yeah,’ smiled Abby. Abby was on her way. She was running a little late but it was okay Caleb would not care. Abby hopped into her black Mustang and headed for Caleb’s house. It was very stormy and hard to see much of the road. Abby drove very carefully. Caleb didn’t live more than fifteen miles away but to get to his house Abby still had to drive on the highway. After about fifteen minutes Marcus headed out in his mom’s car since Abby took the Mustang. The storm was getting worse now he then got a text. It was from Caleb and it said, “Are you guys coming?’ that scared Marcus. Abby should have almost been there. Marcus kept driving and was hoping Abby would make it. He looked down as he got another message but couldn’t open it until he passed the canyon. He drove past the canyon then looked at the text and it was from Caleb again. The text read, “Are you guys okay?’. This time Marcus replied, “Yes, Abby should be there any minute I will be there a little later.” It probably wasn’t the smartest idea for Marcus to be texting but he couldn’t help it he was way worried. Marcus was now driving really fast trying to get to Caleb’s. He would be able to see Abby along the road if she needed help or something. He drove and drove and couldn’t find her. Finally, he got to Caleb’s house. Abby still was not there. Marcus was freaking out. Caleb called him down. Then Marcus’ phone started ringing. “Hello” said Marcus. Caleb could hear Mrs.