South St. Paul: A Short Story

The forlorn and depressing sky hangs above their young minds, sweeping them away into summer. Although the clouds say otherwise, the teenagers orbit the town of South St. Paul, throwing mud to others in the river and digging up asphalt as they ride, skimming across the streets in inhuman speed.

The rain fastly approaches the vulnerable children as they watch the first drops shudder on the ground, shaking from the merciless wind that sweeps the trees and hats off of teens. The school rings the bell, although most have left already, their hands aching from pencil work. Some blast music as the storm grows stronger, while others quiver and hide. The thunder blasts a deep, heavy sound as the celebration continues without dismay.

Suddenly, a loud clap spans across streets, inviting itself into unwelcome territory. A girl tilts her head, her auburn hair falling to one shoulder as her ears perk up and listen intentfully. Others stay silent, then burst into hysterical laughter. Then, the rain drops swiftly pour over the students just released, and their clothes stick to …show more content…
The speakers are drenched and buzzing like a radio, as others take shelter in homes and in cars. They still stand there, screaming for help. They scream for the girl, for the rain to stop. They scream for the thunder to soften its voice, as the claps grow louder, their ears almost deaf in the frozen night. Suddenly, darkness encaptures them, and their souls are taken over by the rain and the thunder. They can’t speak, nor could they hear, as the wind bites their skin.

Suddenly, uninvited, a golden wave approaches them, silky hair underneath a bejeweled crown, the jewels positioned and crested in all of the crown. She whispers, her voice like a melody of such wisdom and grace they fall to their knees, praying for help. But the gold is gone. All that lies is her crown, gleaming in the