Short, Short Story(Final Exam Selection)

I felt my blood, your cold hand, my palms begin to sweat. Someone, or something, was behind me, a warm breath forcing sweat down my neck. I could feel my heart grow heavier and heavier, these weights of chilling fear. I closed my eyes and began to beg that this was all just a twisted dream. I didn't know where I was, I didn't know who was left with me.  All I knew was that I was by myself, and it was up to me to stay alive.  I opened my eyes to see I was face to face with a dark figure that I couldn't quite make out.  It appeared to be a human-like sillouette, but it was faceless. "Who are you?" I whimpered with a single breath, I couldn't even fathom the kind of person that would do something like this, as I was struggling to retain oxygen in my trembling lungs. There was a loud silence. A single tear rolled out of my left eye. I knew this could be my last day and this thing was going to kill me, likely in the most gruesome way possible. I closed my eyes again and took a deep breath. I saw a flash of light through my eyelids. Never had I ever peeled my eyes faster than that instant. I was alone. I began running. The direction was unknown. Someone, or something was chasing me. I then knew I wasn't going to make it out alive and that nothing could save me. I was grabbed intensely from behind and couldn't release this heavy grasp, I began screaming and no one could here me. I was helpless.

Wish I Didn't Say That...(Final Exam Selection)

What the f*#ck are you talking about?  Why are you being so rude and disrespectful?  Shes a new teacher and you're an arrogant football d*uche bag that thinks he's gracing the earth with spontaneous wisdom every time he opens his idiotic mouth.  How about you shut your mouth and sit down and let the actual teacher do her job." Though the above italicized statement above was definitely thought and said, I was never one to filter my thoughts or comments when it came to something I found profound or just merely ridiculous.  Growing up, I don't think I ever comprehended the idea of a mental and verbal filter, therefore I was stuck in time outs pretty often.  I've always said the first thing that's come to my mind regardless of the vulgarity and volume of the statement.  There he is again with his stupid man band around his stupid football player flow, trying to one up everyone in this classroom.  News flash buddy,  you aren't that great and neither is you're hair. Oh and by the way, you're not right about everything, you're opinion isn't the only one that's relevant or correct. God, I don't even understand how people deal with you.  I'f I wasn't surrounded by several faculty members at this current point in time, I am pretty sure everyone in that classroom, including the teacher was waiting for round two of my loud tangent on the big meat-head of a football player. I needed to filter my thoughts, words, and actions before my luck of not getting severely reprimanded for absolutely verbally destroying that one student regularly for his selfish remarks and actions slowly ran out.  I began to think to myself how unladylike I had started to sound thinking of how vulgar I may come off to others. I didn't know whether I had a problem or people just really pissed me off, and I didn't know how to hold back. That doesn't sound very nice coming out a young girls mouth...Please don't swear Nicole it's very unbecoming.  Some days I walked around constantly with

the voices of my mother and grandmother in the back of my head telling me to watch my mouth. It did help..sometimes, but then I really had those days when I was the ultimate truck driver and let the swears fly.  I mean hey, that's just how I feel most days. 

During the period of time following the unfortunate death of her brother, Violet Parks, twenty-three years young, subjects the law into her own hands to humiliate and punish traffic law violators; this is resulting in her untimely death.  Violet was on a life high at this period in her life.  Fresh out of college, starting a brand new job and her boyfriend finally popped the question.  Everything was looking up until that one horrific day.  Her brother had died and it was up to her to find out who did it and why.