The Alph A Short Story

His name is James McIlvanney. She told him to wait here. She shows him inside and takes him upstairs. “He is only sixteen, his hair is jet black and straight, and his face is composed of strong fine lines,” The expression on his face made him seem that he is deaf and blind but is completely aware of everything that is happening around

When the boys leave the room they find the area where they had eaten the night before. They then went down a hallway which was unfamiliar. The lights in the hallway then go off, a

Out of the corner of his eye he saw a silver flash in the water: his empty juice pouch was stuck in some low-hanging branches. His father’s story echoed in his mind and made him think about his own thoughtlessness. He grabbed the juice pouch and slowly walked back to the camp.

Three powerful knocks on the compartment door. Thomas frowns, quickly pulls a newspaper over the coin. After a moment’s wait, the door is opened from inside and Bob Moore stands in the lighted hallway. Wayne, his figure tense, looks at Bob with an troubled, tense expression; Moore lighting a cigarette as he takes a step inside the compartment. Offers one to Wayne.

He hung his head again still trying to settle down when he heard the door creak. He froze and slowly lifted his head. It was the boy from yesterday, Niall. He stood in the doorway wearing his flannel blue pajamas and his hair was a mess. He looked sleepy. Harry immediately felt bad for waking him up but not really.

Muffled whimpers tore their way through the gag, and fresh tears spilled over Lawrence’s face, his body shuddering.

The search for my sneaker leads me to his room, a ghastly sight that leaves your mind disoriented for a while. The door opened to a disorderly room, clothes strewn all over the floor and filling up most of the available wardrobes. The available space was littered with junk leftovers. There was an open backpack

After she did so, Oliver could hear shuffling inside of the home. Finally, he’d get to see who his cat was going to. Shoving his now sweaty left hand into one of his pockets; he eyed the door in an intrigued manner. He hesitantly reached for the doorknob with his other hand.

Harry begrudgingly woke Louis up and helped him out of the car, and into Gemma’s office. He checked Louis in, and was unsure what to do with himself after. Louis sensed his unease, and patted the seat next to himself.

“Knock, knock, knock” Fiona heard three fast, intense knocks at the front door. This surprised her because no one comes to a house in the middle of the woods. When her mother answered the door two middle aged men in suits stated their names and carried on into the house. Fiona noticed they were each carrying a box. She tried to look inside, but she could only make out shiny gold plastic wrappers. Once she saw the men taking something out of the kitchen, she quickly noticed what was going on, and she was very shocked.

It was a sunday afternoon and Ricky, the guy who sells the snacks, was late again. As they were approaching the shack they noticed the back door was wide open. Maisie looked inside and saw that the place was wrecked. There was trash all over the place and the icecream was all melted.

Alexandria watched as Alduin contemplated their situation. It was a tricky one to be sure, and part of her wanted to confront the scoundrel head on. She was not afraid of a fight. That much had been proven with her actions within the woods they stood in. She looked down to the man that had tried to kill her. Had she been a normal well behaved princess as her mother always wished, she be dead. That irony almost made her laugh, if only her mother could have seen. Than again the woman would have had a heart attack while watching. So it was probably best she didn't know.

Minutes before colliding with the ground, the two mammoths unfurled their wings and landed five feet away from Anahruel conveying a blast of wind. Cunningly enough, Anahruel had recited a spell summoning two hands made of soil and rock. They rooted both her feet in place and she inclined forward permitting herself to withstand the winds easily. She gazed at the two creatures as they towered over her. The dragon hissed, and the griffin made a harsk gawking sound. Anahruel expanded her right arm out, "in my right hand the component of ice." She expanded her leaft arm out, "In my left hand the component of flame." She clench her hands, "Now, begone foul creatures!" She pointed both clenched hands towards the couple, "zap, ZAP!" nothing flew towards the animals,

Two weeks before Christmas, and all through the town finals week was just around the corner. Much to our main character’s horror. Jason was his name, a not so average college student trying to make it in the world. Though on this particular night he seemed a bit perturbed. “Man, I’m so bored” Jason spoke in accord. Despite the forecast, Jason started to walk from class. However, due to his boredom Jason was forced to outsource some of his friends. Jason soon called his friend Havoc on his phone.

Later, she settled down and decided to watch a movie before going to bed. All of a sudden, someone knocked on her door. As she went to answer the door, she wondered who would come and visit her at this time in the night. When she opened her door there stood two men in black shoes and light brown uniforms with a frown on their face. “Oh, what can I help you with?” Skylar said, surprised to see them.