9/11 Short Stories

Everything was silent. The only noise you could hear was the wind whistling and the sound of raindrops crashing down on the window. The night sky was black as ink, there was not a single star to be seen and there he was standing in the dark all alone watching the atmosphere change ferociously. The howling of the wind grew louder every minute. The raindrops grew larger. It was wet, dark, humid and scary. Mo saw the destruction of the Earth occur right beneath his eyes. Then all of a suddenthe ground started to rumble like a tornado underneath Mo’s feet. He ran faster than a speeding bullet out of his room and headed straight towards the door. But before he could open it, he heard a mysterious sound come from the other side of the door. It was …show more content…
Then an arrangement of colours started to circle around Mo. His was surrounded by all seven colours of the rainbow. Mo was then starting to float in the air and the screams coming out of his mouth were as loud as an elephant’s trumpeting. Finally the colours disappeared and Mo landed onto the ground. “Ouch!” cried Mo. Then all of a sudden everything was back to normal. The beast had disappeared, the howling of the wind had stopped and the rain just clogged. All the damage that had happened to the house had been repaired. The hole in door was gone and the scratches on the walls had vanished. For a second Mo realised the house he was in wasn’t actually his, but momentarily his doubts started to come true. Mo got off his bottom and opened the door and couldn’t believe what he was seeing with his bare eyes. He was in a different …show more content…
He just closed his eyes and hoped for the best, when suddenly he heard an indistinct sound come from behind him. He opened his eyes and turned around to find out what that noise was. There was a rustle of leaves and then there were footsteps thudding down on the ground. Then behind the trees came a mysterious looking creature. Half of its body was human and the other half was of a horse. It had long and sleek hair and armour as golden as the glow of the morning sunlight. Its horse body was a brownish-gold colour and its tail swayed elegantly with its body. Mo was speechless and felt as if his lips were welded together. The creature came closer and closer to Mo until Mo fled away faster than lightning. He kept on running till his feet started to ache and his body gave up on him. His heart was beating like a cheetah chasing prey so he closed his eyes and took a few deep