November 12, 2012
Short Story Corrections
“Shay! How are you?” asked Leah. Leah and Shay were cousins, but they acted like sisters. Shay and Leah lived together and were both in college. Shay had just gotten back from a vacation in Cuba.
Shay hugged Leah and said, “I’m doing okay. I feel a little down lately.” Shay frowned.
“Well, how was your trip?” asked Leah. Shay just shrugged and waved her off then went into the house.
Later that day, Leah had to go to school, and Shay got to stay home. Leah noticed that she had left her Ipad in her book-bag, and it had been smashed by her books. She just laughed and threw the Ipad away. She’d just get another one the next day.
“Leah, what the heck? You told me you’d come to my party. My cousin really wanted to meet you.” asked Alexis. Leah hesitated for an excuse. She liked hanging out with her friends, but she thought that they could just get over themselves and deal with not hanging out.
“I had other plans. Sorry, Alexis.” replied Leah. Alexis rolled her eyes and turned to walk away but stopped and turned around.
“You know, Leah, people are getting tired of you. Everybody is tired of getting ditched for your stupid “plans”.” Alexis stomped off. Leah laughed and then rolled her eyes. Alexis and the others would get over the fact that Leah didn’t go to the party, and they’d be friends the next day.
Leah was in her last class for the day. She received a text message from Shay. Hey, Leah. I don’t feel too well. After you’re done with school, can you come back home? She didn’t text back. She was sure that Shay would be okay.
After Leah’s last class, she went to her car. She noticed her best-friend Dana. Leah sighed and mumbled to herself, “Oh no.” She knew Dana would ask her why she hasn’t been around. She slid around another car, and tried hiding from Dana.
“Leah!” Dana waved.
“Crap.” Leah said under her breath.
“Why haven’t you text or called me? We haven’t talked in, like, forever.” Dana made sure she emphasized the word forever.
“Dana. I’m sorry. I’ve just been really busy.” Leah lied, “I’d love to chat, but I have stuff to do.”
“Oh. Okay. Bye, Leah. Please, text or call me?”
“Yeah, I will, Dana.” Leah lied, again. She headed to her car and decided to go to the mall. Even though Shay wanted her home, Leah just needed to shop. What’s the worst that could happen, she thought.
When Leah arrived home the time was about eight at night. She hid her bags so Shay couldn’t see that she had went shopping. She noticed that Shay wasn’t in the living room, where she usually is, or in Shay’s bedroom. “Shay!” Leah had called out, “where are you?” She looked in the kitchen and in Leah’s bedroom. Nothing. “Shay, please, I’m sorry I didn’t come home. Please come out!” Leah shouted once again, “Fine, I’m not playing your games, Shay.” Leah went into the bathroom. As soon as she stepped in, she wished she hadn’t. Blood was all over in the sink. There was some on a rag on the floor, too. Next to the rag was Shay. “AH!” Leah screamed. She ran out the room and grabbed her cell phone and dialed 9-1-1.
“Hello, what’s your emergency?” Leah started crying. She couldn’t speak. “Hello?” asked the operator.
“Please, help. My cousin.” Leah tried talking, but the only thing that would come out was sobs.
“Ma’am? What’s your address?”
Leah squeezed the answer out, “1234 South Avenue. Apartment number 84.”
“Help is on the way, ma’am.” Leah dropped the phone and ran back to Shay.
“Shay? Please wake up.” Shay didn’t move, “Shay, I’m sorry.” Tears fell down Leah’s face. Leah’s mind kept racing. What did I do? Will Shay be okay? Why didn’t I come home? God, Leah, you’re such an idiot! She stayed with Shay until the ambulance arrived at their apartment.
Two long hours later the ambulance finally arrived at the apartment building. Leah answered the door “Please, come in. She is in the bathroom. Her name is...