The Night - Original Writing

Rion calmed from his night terror easily, and he and Percival went back to sleep. When morning arrived, Rion shot out of bed with a grin, full of his typical energy. He had no memory of his tears and screaming the previous night, which was just as well; the boy deserved peace after all the heartache he had weathered.

Maggie wakes ups and rolls out of bed. Stepping over dirty laundry and dishes, she finally makes it to the closet doors. She looks past all the sweaters and blouses, her mom forced her to buy, and can’t find anything she wants to wear, so she gives up and picks out a shirt from the laundry basket. Even though it’s a of wrinkled mess, she still puts it on anyway. She makes her way to her dresser and pulls out a pair sweatpants. She grabs her crocs and makes her way to the bathroom. Maggie takes a ponytail holder and throws her hair into the regular messy bun she wears. Since she didn’t feel like cooking breakfast, she grabs a poptart and is out the door. As she walks up the bus stairs, she gets a text from her mom. The dreaded chore list. She

As I snuck my way around the desolate cabin where the vampire, Robert, held a seven year old girl my heart started to race. Adrenaline pumped ferociously through my body as I felt for the vamp 's power signature that had allowed me to track him through this god forsaken forest. So when my heart rate slowed down as I made my way through the trees at a crouch, I should have questioned the change. When my accelerated breathing evened out before I was going to step into the clearing, I should have been ready.

It was Four o 'clock in the morning, and despite the warmth of the bed, Minerva couldn 't sleep. The thumping of the dryer didn 't usually bother her, but tonight it was all she could focus on as she tossed and turned. Now, she laid awake, eyes wide with indirectable annoyance while she stared at the ceiling, considering her options. She knew she wouldn 't be able to get to sleep, but the thought of getting up irked her. Sleep was a commodity, and she never got enough of it.

“Well then, here are some clothes. After you change, come down to the kitchen for breakfast,” she glanced at me one more time then walked out the door closing it behind her. I yawned then stood up and started to change into the clothes she gave me. I had a simple dull green shirt with a pair of old jeans that had a few holes in it. I sighed then put them on wishing I was back at home with my family. I took another look around the room then walked out, shutting the door. As I made my way downstairs, I followed my nose to the kitchen to see a plate of eggs and bacon waiting for me. Mrs. Lensol was at the kitchen sink washing dishes. When she saw me she smiled and motioned to my breakfast, “Eat quickly dear, Lexie is waiting for you outside.” I sat down and started eating.

He awoke with a gasp. Heart pounding in his ears, his eyes darted around the dark room. His breath came in short, rapid pants, his thoughts were fuzzy. Cold sweat beaded on his skin and soaked his tawny hair, making it stick to his forehead. The damp sheets twisted around his legs. Slowly, his eyes adjusted to the dimly lit room. There was his desk with a small, messy mountain of homework that need to be finished, his closet, and the familiar bare walls. A little light trickled in through gaps of the blackout curtains. With a groan, Leon untangled himself from the sheets and  dropped his head back onto his pillow. He twisted his neck to face the digital clock on the nightstand.

hold on tightly, and he lurched himself into the air flying clear over the river. He gently set Tabitha down on the soft ground and flew back to get the centaur, but the prince of the shifters turned into a small owl and flew over with them. They began traveling again and decide to set up camp on the outskirts of the forest. They enjoyed telling stories and eating their meals. Tabitha then realized that she was freezing, the closer to the mountain they got the cooler the air became. The chattering of her teeth prevented her from sleeping, and suddenly she was embraced by a huge warm body. She jumped and grabbed her knife at first, but relaxed when she realized the Neart had shifted into a bear to keep her warm. When they woke up they gathered their things and began traveling through the forest. Tabitha became cautious when she kept hearing noises behind them and was on guard as well as the others. Suddenly, a hand reached out of the ground and cut into her ankle making her scream in pain. Neart realized what was happening and cut the arm off of the creature making it give a shrill shriek. “Ghouls,” shouted Neart as they sprang up all around them. Seeing an opening Tabitha ran and the others followed. Soon she could no longer take the pain of being on her leg and collapsed. Neart quickly picked her up and put her on the centaur 's back and shifted into a wolf. Neart and the sphinx stayed to fight the Ghouls, giving Tabitha and the centaur time to escape. Once they cleared the

Alex had been sound asleep when she was suddenly awoken by a noise. At first, she figured it must be her neighbors across the hall having made the ruckus, presuming having dropped maybe a dish or a late-night cup of coffee on the ceramic tile floor she had known lined both of their kitchens. But then her mind quickly went to the thought of Angela and Liam. Are they home? Could it be them coming in this late? The kid must be zonked out cold.

Sophia watched as he walked towards the dining room. His walk was unchanged with their encounter and she wondered how many other girls who talked to with such familiarity.

I woke in a dreamlike state, temporarily wondering where I was, and then remembered. I reached for but did not find Louis on either side of me. A light quilt covered me, but I was definitely alone in the bed. Disappointed and wondering where Louis had gone, I sat up in bed to look around the room. The sun shining through the open doors suggested it was early afternoon.

The crowd filled out of the arena, the buzz and excitement leaving with them. Dark walls echoed the heavy sounds of the metal equipment as it was scraped across the floor by the road crew. In the absence of the band, the crowd and the music, the atmosphere seemed as bleak and empty as the crowd floor itself.

Every day begins the same as any; the sun rises and journeys through the sky as it’s supposed to, the clouds dance to the chirping beat of the birds. I throw myself out of bed as I stare at this pleasant sight and wonder what great fun it would be if I had been blessed with a pair of wings with which I could use to dive into the sky leaving my beloved ones behind.

When I woke there was a loud thud. I jump up. The room was pitch black and I couldn 't see a thing. I try to find the lamp puting my hand on the desk feeling for it. When I turned it on there was a scream downstairs. I jump out of bed pushing the box off the desk. I nearly trip running to the stairs. I keep my hand on the railing making it halfway there until I hear the familiar noise of ticking. The light downstairs was the only thing I could see besides a dark silhouette of man holding a woman by her neck. I cover my mouth. I see the man throw the women to the side and hear a crash again. My heart was beating so hard I thought he could hear it. My grip on the rail tightens as I slowly make my way back up the stairs. I barely make it to

Arlo stood on the side of the street walk staring. An object in the window had caught his wandering gaze. It 's sheen of gold, caused him to stand with his eyes transfixed upon the shops outside window.

I’m waiting outside a dark apartment complex parking lot. The monsoon has finally calmed down and know there is light raining and wind. This day has already been an eventful day especially after my tree was uprooted and destroyed my neighbors brick wall. I’m waiting on my brothers wife who called me in a crying panic to hurry over to their apartment. Once I get there ,she has my niece and nephew with her , she asks me to take her to Maryvale Hospital. I asked her what happened and where is my brother, she says he was picked up by the paramedics and on route to Maryvale Hospital to be admitted. She explained to me that he had been sick for weeks and refused to see a doctor. He was complaining about not being able to breathe and feeling nauseous, he thought he had bronchitis. Before she called me he was in the bathroom and wouldn’t allow her to come inside to check on him because he was vomiting. Once he stopped she called his name but there was no answer, she went inside and found him unconscious, she immediately called emergency and started CPR.