We Came: A Short Story

Ernie has always been a little messed up, he has lived in Missouri for the 32 long years of his life. On the day that changed his life forever, November 22, 1996. Him and his family were driving to the mall and they got into an accident. His Mom and Dad both died and Ernie was very depressed. He got the notes, of what made the car accident happen, an inspection failure with the Engine. He did not know what to do with his life. He almost committed suicide, but then out of rage, the decided he was going to make the person who caused the car accident. He went searching for months, and finally came to the conclusion that the person that last assessed the car was Eddie Thompson.

“Can we eat now?” Coraline asked, not wanted to wait out for her father long monologue. Frank stared at her daughter, then he sighed.

Since there was not even a year between Elizabeth and I, we grew up to be really close. Yes, she was my sister, but as we became closer she became so much more. She became my best friend. When we were kids, Elizabeth was a calm soul with love and passion for nature. She loved the scenery that surrounded our home. The mountains, which looked like they stretched into heaven, and the seasons, so calm and breathtaking, gave her life joy and meaning. I, on the other hand, was deeply in love with "the thirst for knowledge" as they call it. I loved figuring things out. I wanted to know how things worked and what made them work. The world was a mystery to me, and my curiosity wanted to know all of its secrets. I only had two close friends

He remained silent, except for the soft sounds of chewing. as Lila mulled over the information, and watched her carefully. As far as he could see, she

Nerves fill my body. Because I believe that our life gains meaning through fighting injustice, I’ve invited four guests to help me figure out how. I’m praying for a friendly dinner, but because three of them are revolutionaries, I expect fireworks.

Conroy looked at his friend. “Hmmm . . . . You can teach me. I can read, so it can’t be much more than a mechanical thing.”

“Hey, fellas,” Tyrell greeted. “I wasn’t sure you’d show. Nice of you not to keep me waiting.”

When you start to second look the things you first viewed as ugly and out of your life's story context, you start to see new things. To see using the eyes of faith breeds new perspectives.

Silence smothered him like a blanket, dragging him deeper into his sadness. He was alone here. The others had been shipped to the new location, but him, the malfunctioning one, was left here, in hopes that the company's dark secrets would stay with him.

Alma looked as though she were pondering a deep question then nodded. “Of course,” she looked ready to jump down but the Captain said. “Let me.”

“Relax! Just go on in and introduce yourself. They have been told that they will be meeting their Handler, their Main Contact for this assignment. So they know you're coming, they just don't know who you are yet.” Jack turned and started to walk away.

“Daisy, I was wondering if you would like to come get something to eat with us, Nick just woke up and hasn’t eaten anything yet,” He asked.

“How’d they get into this one?” Ty snorts, lifting me and my mountain of books up off the tile.

"Her name's Lightning, weird name I know, and she's got attitude. Wouldn't tell me where she was from anything, all she said was 'fighting's the only thing I know'. She's probably from Rome or something, they've got a bunch of weirdos." He etched something into a fresh stone tablet. "Which reminds me, where are you from, Xion?"

“I will tell you what I can,” Rinka called out to the men while placing her hand on Thusnelda’s. “But have faith in Arminius . . . I’m sure he’ll return shortly to explain everything.”