Short Stories

Ivy 

I walked down the crowded hallway, passing by students with brisk “excuse me’s” and rushed apologies. I had a reputation for never being late, and I didn’t plan on ending it, today of all days. I noticed the crowd suddenly part into two, and I gasped. It was warning sign that she was coming. I quickly ducked behind a group of students, hoping that Iris wouldn’t notice me.

Not too far from here there is a little secluded town, it consists of only a few families. Mr. Love comes around a couple times a year and he is always so cheerful, along with Mrs. Joy and her family who they are great. Around the other side of town, is Mr. Sullen who is a grumpy old man; he is always wandering into town for no apparent reason, harassing everyone. However, the only two people in this place who create tremendous chaos in town are known as Mr. Green and Ms. Bottom, or as I know them by Envy and Inferiority from my conscience.

One night Tim was on a computer and he was on an anonymous chat line. All of a sudden a chat screen popped up and it said the username was 3328, a message popped up saying it was a kid from Tim's school. 3328 said that if he does not give put his lunch money under the outside lunch table he was gonna beat Tim up. Tim could not recognize who would write such a thing. Tim did the following by doing what 3328 said but when he said to do it again Tim told his teacher and parents.

I walked down the hallway alone, inside I felt empty, at lunch I would sit in one of the bathroom stalls of the west wing so no one could find me. I remember when this first started. I was sittting quietly in the cafeteria when some stupid jock came over and asked me out then so because he was Tommy the one that I had had a crush one since like the forever I said yes.

Cyberspace,Saying the word sends shivers down my spine,why?

Chapter 1

I remember my father bringing home Shana, the girl covered with blood and mud. "Make her feel welcome, Damon. Make her smile." The girl just looked at me with blank, expressionless black eyes. "Hello are you Shana? I'm Damon. That man is my dad, Robert, your going to live here for a while."

It was grade five when I first realized who I would spend the rest of my life with, who would always be there for me. Most people find their true love when they become adults, but me it was when I first looked into those amazing hazel eyes of his. I loved everything about him from the way he wore button up silk shirts everyday to the hats he wore day after day.

He dashes throughout the deep jungle of mystery seeking the treasure. The Prize. He spots the Altar Flame and Drake Dagger in hand being wary of it's deadly Curse. His treasure is in sight. He finds it, grabs it. Then, skeletons from all corners crash out of the forest. But this is no challenge. No challenge for the Mighty DragonKnight.

I sat on my bed, sitting through that wretched screaming that happens every once in a while. Arguing over the most stupidest things ever. I hold back the tears, they won't do any good.

My mom walks in, she stares at me, takes in my expression and says, "How are you? Dinner's ready." Like nothing's happened. Because it hasn't.

What I heard are the ghosts of my dead grandparents who are tied to this earth, and everyday they fight over stupid things. I sit through it.

“Rapunzel, Rapunzel, let down your hair!” I repeated to myself snidely. “This has to be the stupidest ritual ever.”

I didn’t bother trying to deal with the mess attached to my scalp. You try to comb thirty odd feet of dark brown stuff while it clearly does not want to be tamed! It was already braided anyway, but the easier to climb the better. The last Rapunzel actually had climbing gear woven into her hair to get her prince up the side of this cursed tower!