9/11 Short Stories

I was looking over the report on Joanne and Bill Mueller's accident. According to the report, Bill was intoxicated when he ran off the side of the mountain." "So why is that confusing?" "The ME didn't check his blood alcohol level to confirm it." "Maybe they did, but it isn't in the report."

A bounty hunter named Kisa was running away from two hired goons who had chased her down to a hidden night club. She had managed to dodge them and vanish into a shadowy alleyway, but as she was escaping out of the alley the clattering of a metal gate gave her position away. So she quickly darted for cover and just as she was about to get out of their line of sight she was tagged by three sleeping darts. Kisa tried to get farther away to hide better, but she passed out before she could.

(NAME) awoke a few hours later, nuzzling against the solid warmth in front of her. She pondered why her pillow was so solid, and mumbled something incoherent as she prised open her eyes. Oh. That's not her pillow.

Some kids on the same truck as me told me that the purpose of this camp was to weaken and kill jews so we couldn 't start a rebellion. This gave me the chills and i knew i wouldn 't make it out. If it weren’t for the other six people in my bed alone i would cry myself to sleep but that would get everyone in trouble. There haven’t been many new arrivals since we’ve gotten here.

The camp is

Kevin 's out cold for a few minutes. He wakes up in the trunk trying to get his thoughts together. Trying to think of why all this is happening to him. Trying to think of a logical reason why someone would do this. As they are driving along, the smooth road turns rocky.

“You’re cheating!” Parker childishly exclaimed before throwing the controller across the room. “You’re just pissed because you keep losing….to me.” I laughed, as I grabbed a handful of Pringles from his plastic bowl. We had been playing FIFA for the past three hours and I beat him at every single round.

A gust of wind pushed up against treeline, sending twigs, leaves, and branches flying. The rain was coming down in sheets, making it nearly impossible to see. Three men took shelter behind whatever they could from the element: rocks, trees, and sometimes each other to avoid debris and rain. The three aimlessly walked, trying to find anything that could lead them back to their path. Everyone pointed fingers and blamed the other two, criticizing everyone and everything but themselves.

I have my own idea to find out what happen, then Sam smiled strangely. He turned his head toward the stairs and cried loudly , "There is a gost, AAAA!! , I'm so scared! As he screams, he turned to the group of stunned people and said," Come, repeat after me! "

The sun peeked over the nearby mountaintop as rays of sunshine, flickered through the window as Andrew Barnes drank his coffee while watching the morning news and glanced at the newspaper before going to work. Sitting up straight in his chair as the announcer got his attention, “Late yesterday afternoon, police found an elderly couple viciously murdered in their home on the corner of Oakdale Ave and Olive St. The neighbor who asked to remain anonymous reported, no one had been seen at the residence for several days, and as well there was a terrible odor coming from the house.” Arriving at the house, the officer found all the doors locked and checked several windows before he found one open. Entering the house he followed the stench and found the elderly couple lying on the floor in the living room.

The weather gotten noticeably colder and the stars became more distinguish in the clear night sky. The sky seems a bit more open and as TK stare up at the vast night sky, he felt small as the universe open its billions of eyes down upon him. Shaking the feeling off with callous fingers through his long dreaded hair. TK mind was distracted and no matter what he do he couldn’t shake the thoughts troubling him. This missions were much more complex then he first thoughts

It seemed as if every light in the house was on. That’s what little brothers do; they waste everything. They dump food on the floor, they leave water running, and they don’t turn off lights. That is an older sisters job, so that’s what I was doing.

The day was late, and five extremely lucky kids sat upon the curb contemplating the world. Debris littered the ground, dust and god knows what else floated visibly through the dense air. The group of kids were all age 16-21, and all were friends; in a different world; a different time. They had been walking for quite some time, and now settled down in a small town they had dubbed it appropriately the town of ‘Nothing’. Welcome to ‘Nothing’.

It happened so suddenly none of the staff expected it, not even the Charms Professor. It was in the great school of Hogwarts in the middle of the Summer Holiday that when it happened, a bright scarlet light appeared in the near empty Great Hall and from that light something impacted the floor causing it to crash, as though it was hit with a meteor. When the Headmaster and the staff checked the crater that was made from the impact they were surprised to see that there was child in the crater, showing that he was the cause. He was unconscious and had two wounds through and through showing that he was impaled with two blades that were removed from his body and was now bleeding to death. They immediately took the child to Poppy, the school nurse,

Harry was seven when his parents died. He would like to say he remembered everything the truth is nothing comes to mind on the event. He remembered all the little things, like how he mother would hum Robbie Williams while she made pancakes. He remembered the way his father’s footfalls echoed through the house at five each afternoon, sounding the end of a long days work, and then there was his sister, Gemma. She would always go out of her way to annoy Harry and tried too frequently to get him to play dress up.