Short Writing : A Short Story

After her secret night with Eddie, she comes home, lies about that night’s events, and goes to sleep. A few days later, Connie’s family goes to a barbecue and Connie finds herself home alone with nothing to do. After a while, an unfamiliar car comes up her long driveway. She runs in the house, but the driver honks the horn and she comes to the door. To her surprise, the shaggy-haired boy stands

Meanwhile he was taking off his cartridge-studded belt with the pistol holster suspended from it. He put

Victoria ran as fast as she could, knowing they were close behind her. She knew it was a bad idea to have stolen it in the first place, but she did what needed to be done. Crouched behind the dumpster she watched as he ran past, still searching. She would be safe here for now.

As they all went to watch a horror movie the lights had gone off. The five friends had to use the flashlights from their phones. They forgot that they didn’t have

Giselle thought of knocking again, then decided not to. She took out the spare set of keys she had to his apartment from her purse, and turned the key in the lock. The door opened with a slight creak, and she walked in. The first thing she noticed was how pitch black the apartment was. Frowning, she stepped inside the dark place.

her apartment. She was repeatedly stabbed as she yelled out to her neighbors for help; but among

My alarm rings, I push open the wooden window shaders to see the early commuters honking and speeding past. The smell of the street bakers and restaurants ready to open for the locals. I get ready to head outside for another busy yet wonderful day. I head outside. I see cars, mums taking their kids to school, elderly at the bakery buying this week's bread and many, many tourists flooding the streets. I feel the hot air on my skin as a light breeze passes by me and the hot sun covering me.

They two exchanged glances and picked up the pace slightly. The steps mimicked the speed of their own. They grew nervous. When Jill glanced around the only other close well-lit spot was at the bar across the street.

where her body had been just a second before. She limped as fast as she could to a nearby

She couldn’t see inside because of the dirt and cobwebs on the windows. When she turned the doorknob to see if it was locked, the door creaked open as if it had been closed for years. Hesitantly she stepped inside the house and saw a group of people sleeping. As she turned around to leave, the floor creaked, so she ran out of the house, afraid she would wake them up.

She walked in the next morning and didn’t see him she was nearly fully dressed. She was so shocked that she lost control and slammed the door. She quickly regretted it. She tiptoed like if she was walking in the room of someone very sick or a stranger. She

She then told her that she had visitors, and her aunt and uncle came through the door. They interrupted her thoughts, because their faces were red, most likely from crying. They brought her flowers, and set them next to her bed. None of them knew what was going to happen next.

The girl said something, and Blur decided to not pay attention to her at all. Blur knew that she must stop at some point, but when she looked back at the girl, she was still next to her, and her mouth was moving.

fingers were seen trying to grasp an old fashioned trencher and ewer that were placed out of

Due to the escalating crime rates in the surrounding areas, her first assumption was that an intruder had made their way into her home. With