Short Story : The Story

According to the picture on the Connecticut driver’s license, we found in the house the deceased woman was Katherine Lincoln,” Detective Wallace said.

I’ll never forget the day my voice was unheard. I was a very timid kid with a fear of public speaking and afraid to give my opinion. I have always kept to myself. People have never listened to me, and it was probably because my voice was very low or they didn’t really care what I had to say. I always thought kids were going to laugh at me for speaking nonsense. However, that all changed with a robbery.

“Oppa, why are you ignoring me? I didn’t do anything wrong. It was Sunmi who bumped into me.” Minhee pouted as she childishly defended herself.

An orphaned young writer finds himself locked up for stealing which he had committed more than once , that last attempt to stop it got him into trouble . It was supposed to be his last , to enable him pay for his girlfriend's birthday. His elder brothers had left him all alone and he fobade ever visiting His uncle whom he blam$ed for his parents death.

I’m sitting here in this dusty old room with nothing to do but wait. The past hour has gone by in a blur. One minute I was at the store, the next I ended up here.

"Is this my time," Tanis Lightbody asked himself as he lay with one side of his face pressed against the asphalt as the ricochets echoed in his ears as if they were the percussions of drumsticks and his head the drum. He knew that if he got up to run, his silhouette, his blackness, would be perforated with punctuations, with periods of light, by the things making the explosive typewriter sounds, the lead hailstorm falling all around him. He also knew that if he didn't, the end result would be the same. Tanis knew that like everything else it was just a matter of time.

“Tara” I said, my face burning hot red. “That evil little manipulating b-” “What time is it?” Selene interrupted. “What are you talking about? “The note” Up until that I had completely forgotten about it. “It’s 4:59” Seth said, looking down at his watch. “The apocalypse starts in precisely 30 seconds.” We all looked grimly at each other. How were we supposed to stop Zeus’s attack on Earth? We weren’t gods anymore, we were just humans. And since Tara had stolen our weapons and ran off, we were completely defenseless. Suddenly, I remembered. “Anubis!” I exclaimed. We rushed into the living room to find Anubis still on the ground, trying to get up. His head was bleeding badly, and his hair stuck to his face. I to his side to help him. “What happened?” He said groggily. “Tara attacked you from behind then stole all of our weapons.” Seth remarked, scowling. “Our Tara?” Anubis replied. “Goddess of compassion? She did that?” “ Ex-Goddess of compassion.” Seth retorted. Suddenly, we heard a loud BOOM. The whole house was shaking. Seth and Selene fell to the ground while Anubis and I held on to the floor for dear life. The rumbling stopped. “5:00” Seth said. “Right on time.” We ran outside to see what had happened and we were welcomed with a cloud of dust. We all started coughing. We ran into the cloud of dust only to see a huge crater. The crater looked to be about 10 feet deep, and inside that crater was pure darkness. Or, at least, it looked like pure darkness. But suddenly,

The speeding motorcycle took the sharp corner so fast in the darkness that both policemen in the pursuing car shouted “Whoa!”

It was only as Barry was slowing down to walking speed before entering the house that he realized he didn’t think about what he was going to say. That he was sorry? That everything was his fault? He needed to say it, but it wasn’t exactly going to make things any better. Looking down at the red costume he was wearing, he felt disgusted with himself and he just couldn't help but feel the urge to just rip the fabric on his skin. After all, he long lost the right to look like a hero; heroes don’t steal and kill people and they especially do not hurt their friends. Barry wasn’t the Flash anymore, he was an impostor.

Seeing the man behind them pull a gun, Dominic fired a shot out the window as he yelled for Paulie to drive. Two quick shots came back at them. As Paulie raced away, Dominic let three more rapid-fire shots fly before they turned the corner and were out of sight.

“HURRY UP!” I yelled across the street at Diana as she’s running down the street, barefoot, while I wait for her on the other side of road. We’re going off to the local supermarket to purchase the ingredients needed to make pumpkin bread.

Angela Liddel stares out of the window of the limousine forlornly. Boarding school is often romanticized in novels and movies, but the concept is daunting to the sixteen-year-old. All of her friends she’s known her whole life live back west, and she’s never been to the east coast before. The Atlantic Ocean isn’t nearly as impressive as she’d expected, and so far feels all around disappointment to the entire experience of arriving at Madame LeFoux’s Academy for Exemplary Young Ladies. Angela wasn’t sure what she expected, but this certainly wasn’t it.

She's been called it all, murder jr., Bonzo Barb. It never stops. Every day since her dad's accident she's been bullied. The reason that she's being ridiculed is, her dad, Lieutenant John D. Herring Thunker police officer, he was on patrol in the small, quiet, the ice frozen town of Thunker. But little does he know Derrick Char, 16, and behind the wheel is driving 40 miles over the speed limit and comes head on with barbs dad's police car. Derrick died, but that’s not the last the Herring family will be hearing that name.

She shouted “What's going on” before lightly landing on a patch of bright green grass.

The story begins on a small hill on top of it is a small house now in that house had some secrets dark secrets that no one knew about on one gloomy day a young father named Mr. ross and his twin daughter’s jade and lisa they had recently lost their mother from an unknown disease the father wanted to move from that house so that they could all have a new start they moved to the country side of town found a beautiful home on the hill plenty of room for the girls to run around 2 bedrooms which was good because they didn’t like to be separated from each other so they always shared a room as they unpacked and placed everything where they wanted Mr.ross asked the girls to take some boxes downstairs as they were walking down the stairs . they heard a door shut they looked up stairs but the door was open they realized it came from down stairs they put the box down and looked around lisa accidentally kicked a box “ow!” she rubbed her foot she looked up and in front of her was a small door half the size as her and jade “jade! Come here hurry!” jade rushes over and looks at the small door “this is weird” jade said “let’s open it!” lisa says being the curious girl that she is lisa slowly reaches for the small doorknob jade quickly smacks lisa’s hand “no! What if there's a wild animal in there we could get seriously hurt” jade looks around and surprisingly finds a small key that fits the door she locks it and keeps the key in her pocket. Jade and lisa walk upstairs not telling there