What Is The Story Of A Short Story

If he is innocent then why don’t we go through your families belongings to find out more evidence on Jillian?

No longer since the sun went down, Allie made her way down the fire escape from her small city apartment and walked a couple blocks to Carson’s house, passing two homeless men sitting on the sidewalk holding up, ‘I lost my family and my job. Care for some change’ signs, and a police cruiser hidden in the alley way. Allie thought about the homeless men without much food. All they wore were dirty and ripped clothing with scruffy faces; they probably had not showered or shaved in sometime. She wondered if she had been homeless, would she be sitting in front of coffee shops begging people for money because she was hungry. If it wasn’t for Peter, to find her in trouble, she would have be one of them.

Tovi stared at her reflection in the mirror mounted on the wall, tucked her shirt into her pants and then left her room and entered the living room shortly after where John watched TV.

In the eternal vortex of time in peaceful world a fair prince named Damien Paroski set off to search for the garden of eternal youth, his wife and himself had recently been falling in and out of love just when life had taken a turn for the worst for their marriage, his wife is growing severely ill. Although once his lover would reach the garden she will be healthy again, but…she can only stay in the garden for it to work. Although her illness limited her to staying in bed all day, debating back and forth on what to do coming to the conclusion to bring plants from the garden to her. So he sets off he has to cross the bridge of death, hike through the forest of solitude, and climb the treacherous mountain of balthazar, So the man sets off, it takes him 3 long days but he finally reaches the bridge, at the beginning of the bridge, A riddling Liger asks him the riddle,

"Baekhyun! Time for school!" His aunt shouted through his door. He groaned and rolled onto his back. At least yesterday he thought he'd get a quiet and nice ride to school, now he was stuck with Chanyeol. He'd forgotten to throw his clothes in the laundry, but lucky enough for him he found decent smelling clothes. He threw them on and headed into the kitchen. He sat down at the table and ate a couple bites of his breakfast. His appetite still hadn't returned, he would only eat for his aunt's benefit.

It was like any other day for me,birds were chirping, grass was growing and shadows were vandalizing property and wreaking havoc on the world.(22.) How all of this monstrosity happened is a long story so pull up a chair and listen.I’m Jack Jone and I was at a friend’s birthday party for a friend whose name I can’t say because he will be hunted down by the shadows. We had just finished the cake and had just started playing hide and seek.The birthday boy was the seeker and I was the hider(1.).”You should count to 10 and count very slowly,” I told him and he soon starts counting aloud”1,2,3…..” He counted. He was counting fast not slowly but that didn’t matter to the others, they were as fast as ninjas in the dead of night. I try to hide with one of them but she kicks me out of her hiding spot.”4,5,6…..” he still was counting down and I had to find a hiding spot quick”the forest is a really good spot” I thought to myself.I ran into the forest so fast all I heard as I was running was the fading sound of him counting”7,8,9,10 ready or not here I come” and hearing the screams of children being found and me as the kid always wanting to win ran farther and faster into the forest until I tripped on a root of a tree and phased through the ground into a hallowed cave.”SPLASH!!!” that was the sound I made when I landed on the water and the feeling of my body being slammed on water made my back feel like I broke my spine but with little energy and drowning because not being able to or

As more and more people filled the room, I asked Jane why they had hired so quickly if they already had so much help.

Iris walked on the dirt path of the village. The wind blew her black curly hair behind her as she walked, and her tattered blue skirt swished in sync to her footsteps. She walked up to the only place that her feet could take her, and that was the Village Store. She stared at the sign in front of her. “White People Only.”

And there you have it. That is the story of how I got on this beanbag. But don’t worry, now that you are all caught up, we can both be surprised by all the action that will hopefully come!

The wind whooshes, sobbing and embarrassed Yollie runs and runs. Without even lifting her head up to see Yollie rushes through the small park, through Henry Avenue, to the farthest right home. Blood gushing through her feet, knees scraped by branches. She knocks on the door of her small house, she hears footsteps. ¨Hola¨! says Mrs.Moreno before she sees Yollie. Horrified she places a large, hand on Yollie.¨Move it¨ Yollie yells. yelled Yollie pushing Mrs. Moreno aside.

LITTLE WILL PENNY sat behind a dustbin in an alley just off a quiet commercial street somewhere in London listening to the sounds of the holidays. Christmas music floated above the din of traffic. A rotund old man in whiskers, glasses and a long red coat rang a bell in front of a candy shop. Kids pulled their mums and dads along the sidewalks searching for treasures in toy stores. Twinkling lights spread muted color into the gloom of the alley.

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

One day a long time ago, a little innocent girl named the winged lady was born. The people of the high village all had wings but, this little girl was born with no wings. Her parents were the queen and the king of the high village and they expected this girl to be the perfect little girl. So they believed that she was just behind and that her wings would eventually grow. So as time went on she reached the age of Twenty years old. She had never changed she got older but her wings never grew and she felt out because all of her friends grew their wings and were so beautiful and perfect. So she decided she was going to find the creator which he lived way above on the land of creations. But she had know way to get there so she set out on to a journey to find help.

Delilah Quille smoothed her maids dress before dusting the chandelier that hung above the main hall her naturally straightened blonde hair had been tightly made into long pigtails that caught dust before it fell to the glossy dark oak floor. “Delilah do you know where Edgar is?” she heard her master ask, his Emerald colored eyes looked curious, “No Master Ekon I haven’t” although she’d never admit it Delilah Quille was fond of Ekon Grey he was like an older brother to her as she was an orphan until his father Wolf Grey took her in and raised her as his own, Ekon’s mother had died during his birth and his father of pneumonia he was alone, the wealthy 21 year old only had his servants to give him the company he desired, his maid (her), his butler Edgar, and the cook who was an Italian named Loreto were the only ones he had talked to in ages which is why Delilah had kindly advised him to have a formal ball to meet business partners and perhaps decide who he was to marry. “All right don’t forget I will be having guests over as well, please have the ballroom ready I will find Edgar to help you” with that the civilized young man left his coat tails swinging behind him as he left to find his butler, Edgar Harp. Delilah had finally primped every part of the ballroom she did this by decorating,polishing, and sweeping the ballroom, When Edgar had finally come to her aid she was exhausted from the work she had done that day.The naturally chipper maid had just wiped the sweat from her

“Momma look!” This little girl was standing on hill, the wind blowing her dress and hair in all different directions. This was the perfect time to do what she loved; fly her kite.