Kaitlyn: A Short Story

Kailey and I have been best friends since preschool. We would often go to each others houses and play. I almost think of her as my sister. All through middle school we were always next to each other. We got an award, and it read "Attached at the hip award, Kailey and Rachel!" Kailey is a very well driven person, and when she sets her mind to something she always overcomes it.

i have been there for alot of the abuse during the marriage of irene and roger gray. I remember a time where they were fighting and Irene and i got in her mini van and roger threw a unopened beer can threw the window at irene and it flew past he and me. there was and enraged look in his eyes and he tryed to pull her out the car and we drove away and spend the night in a hotel.

My name is Kaitlyn Hoopingarner, and I am a senior at West High School. Sioux City, Iowa has been my home for my whole life. At West High, I am involved in multiple activities: varsity wrestling cheer, robotics, and theatre. In addition to my school activities, I also paint, crochet, and play video games. I plan to attend Iowa State University to major in Computer Science. My birthday is July 25th, and Christmas is December 25th; so, my birthday is "Christmas in

REPORTER WOULD LIKE FOR THE SOCIAL WORKER TO COME OUT TODAY (03/15/16) TO ASSURE THE SAFETY OF THE CHILD.SHE IS CONCERNED THE FATHER WILL RETALIATE ON THE CHILD. Per reporter Brianna states there was a physical altercation last night (03/14/16) between her and the father. He left marks on her arms and back. It is unclear what caused the altercation, but the child is very upset and afraid to go home. Brianna reports he has been emotionally abusive in the past, but this is the first time he has become physically abusive. She reports he was physically abusive towards an older brother in the past. Brianna reports DHS was involved with her family 8-10 years ago. Brianna continued to note, her father choked her to the point she almost passed out.

Allie Hernandez is eight-years old when she finds out about the monster hiding under her bed. The day had started out like any other day for the young girl. She woke up with a little skip to her steps because the sun was shining beautifully that morning. She changed into baggy closes and wore ratty sneaker, but she didn't mind since her parents told her about them being tight on cash and not being able to buy her anything new. She skipped to the tiny kitchen in their small, dingy apartment. She grabbed her pink stool to reach her favorite cereal, Cheerios. She didn't bother to grab a bowl since it was too high up in the cupboard. She ate straight from the box and then washed it down by drinking from the milk carton.

We are, if you believe in cliches, the best of friends, or as we like to call each other, sisters. Lucy and I went to St. Mike's and Central together, and is someone I truly look up to. Anna Turani and I have known each other through dance for eight years, and she is an amazing person I am fortunate to know. Maddie Tiu is a person I truly admire with her organization and drive to succeed in whatever life throws at her. Maddie Crawford is one of the most mature and strong eighth graders I know.

I hit my head and fell to the ground. The ground was hard and was cold. I felt my hands got scraped up, but that's relatively normal for me. I got up quickly and started running like nothing happened. Megan put both hands on my shoulders to stop me. “You just ran into something hold on,” she told me. I did what she was told because she was right. I put my hand to my head. My head didn’t feel any different but just incase I asked if she could shine her flashlight on my hands. The moment I saw red on my hands I started to get scared. Megan then shined it on my face. The moment she said “OMG” I knew something happened. She started getting freaked out and disgusted. The look on her face was like she just saw me get murdered. Finally she told me that my face was all bloody. I started to freak out even more. I ducked and ran back to the track. Everything was blurry, but I didn’t feel dizzy. I got to the turf and was about to cross it, but then I realized I didn’t want to get blood on the turf. Even though it was shorter to cut across the turf I didn't want to get blood on it. I decided to take the track around to the front gate. At the moment nothing was going through mind. By the time I got the front gate the blood has ran down my face more because I can feel it dripping. It was cold against my face. I weaved through the gates, and Elizabeth and Blake just looked at me. Elizabeth then realized it was fake blood, and by the time she realized it Megan came running up. We both had to catch our breath and told her what happened. Right before we started telling her what happened, Blake rode off on his skateboard. I was thinking jerk, but that thought quickly left my mind. There was more important stuff to worry about. We didn’t know who to call at first. “Should we call 911?” I asked. The two of them looked at me thinking that was a dumb question. “No” said Megan, but I will call my mom or dad.

I turned around and pulled my hair back as I checked it to see if any more been ripped out. But that was when I noticed Mrs. Perez lying on the gym floor. A few girls were already crouched down next to her and one was calling out her name as she fanned a hand in front of her face trying to give her oxygen. I looked at her lying there motionless and a sense of dread and shock begun to fill me. Did I do that? I thought. No, I couldn't have. I never touched her unless… unless she had caught an elbow when I was hitting Keri. I then heard someone say to somebody else, “Go get the school nurse,” and then a couple of girls took off running for the hall.

I was in absolute terror at this point, I couldn’t think straight, I couldn’t feel anything other than dread and pain. When she finished the call she handed my phone back to me, and I just stood there in front of the girl’s bathroom in complete shock. This is happening. An ambulance is coming to our school. WHAT DID I DO WRONG? WHAT SHOULD I HAVE DONE? I fell to my knees and broke down, burying my face in my hands. What have I done? Why is this happening? Thoughts were piercing my head as I sat in shock, feeling everything in slow motion as it flashed before my eyes. My friend saw my horrified expressions and carried me to the classroom farthest away from the scene, which was were the rest of the cast was to stay out of the way of the police and doctors. This was probably an odd sight so see due to my long and large stature compared to my somewhat smaller friend who was carrying me, but it was an act of kindness nevertheless, and I still appreciated their generosity. Upon entering the classroom, a complete riot commenced. No one knew how to react. Some were crying, others were calming them down, and some were silently staring into oblivion. I dried my tears and cleared my throat as I stood at the front of the

Little Lexi Wilson has always been little and bossy. I’m an extreme extrovert and always have been. In Kindergarten had many friends because of how talkative, outgoing, and energetic I was. I wish I could go back to simpler days when you were friends with everyone. You could play games all day with anyone and it didn’t matter. One day you could be mad at someone, but the next day you would be fine, and act like nothing ever happened. Since friendship was simpler and I had a big person I had many friends and loved my class. Mrs. Stacy was a great teacher I played in the reading tub and every memory I have of that class is amazing. However, there is one dark spot I loathed Maddie Leffler and my bad memory involves her.

“Good Morning Ms.Brown” Officer Nick yelled at me as I strolled through the large doors at Simon Gratz High School. Walking through those big red doors every day felt great, I felt even better seeing my friends in first period. We all had gym together and health. The class was 90 minutes long but what better way to spend those 90 minutes running around jumping rope and playing tag. I headed to the locker room on the lower level of the school where I ran into to one of the girls that a friend of mine had beef with the day before. She stared at me but in the back of my mind I’m thinking to myself this bitch don’t want it with me. I continue on to the bathroom to change my clothes and get ready for class. As I’m walking to towards the gym I overhear a group of girls talking about me. So I decided to dip of into the lockers to get a

I was so scared and timid I was just hiding in the corner. After I saw Stacey outside she started to run to the door without hesitation and he started to tackle me and started to throw punches. I didn’t want to fight but I had to. So I fought back, It hurt it felt like my eye is broken. But I kept on trying to tell him that I tried to help but I never got out the words.

Once upon a time there was a family and the cousins were friends and they owned this island but one night there was an accident. This story presents conflicts of this family and what happens. It all starts on summer 15 when candace father left her. After the incident the whole family went downhill until one night all was changed and there was a big tragedy on the island. She has forgotten what has happened because of trauma so now she must learn what she has forgotten so he knows what actually happened that night.

Section M, row one, seat 16, floor. Stage to my left hundreds of fans around me. Sophie and I look around anticipation as the lights dim. The screaming starts but I can barely hear it over the pounding of my own heart. Then I hear it blazing in the speakers the opening song is playing and then there they are. Harry, Louis, Liam, and Nile I'll step out on stage. They all seem to glow a little due to the spotlights on them. It's all very surreal. "that's actually them!" I yell at Sofie. I couldn't believe they were actually right there in front of me and then the singing starts. Everyone in the crowd sings along, or at least the ones that aren't crying (me, I was crying). I see fireworks but I can't hear them over everything else going on but

Terri left my friends and I alone in the room, and as soon as she walks out of the room I burst into tears. Everyone at the table starts freaking out again, asking me what the matter is. I just explain to them that I’m upset because they have to sit with me, and not have fun with the rest of the group. I immediately stand up and tell them that my arm feels better, even though it really doesn’t. I take the wrap off my arm, throw it in the trash and my friends and I leave the room so we can continue playing. When we walked back into the gym we saw that the other girls were sitting at the top of the obstacle course so, we decided to climb up there and hang out with them. As I started climbing up the enormous tower, a strange jolt of pain shot