1. Short Story - The Last Wish
... with gruesome scars covering his flesh from head to toe. In my opinion, he looks like an escaping convict on the run. I sharply turn my head back forward, my heart racing more at the sight of him. He lets out a skin-crawling cackle as I jump out of my skin. I have ... Beauregard," I state matter-of-factly. He chuckles at me and my tone of voice which causes an annoyance to stir up in me. "Why were you on the North Side, Rebal Beauregard?" he questions me, mocking my use of my full name, but still curious to why I was. "What can I say? ... distress, and everything turns into slow motion...
- Word Count: 2252
- Approx Pages: 9
- Grade Level: High School