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Not Again: List of Chapters

Not Again is a short story that I wrote back in my Junior year of high school. It isn’t the best, but I just haven’t have the time to go back and edit at it because it really does. Anyway, here is the list of chapters, just so you don’t have to scroll through all of them.

Intro and Chapter 1:
https://katiesblog96971617.com/2018/10/12/my-writing-not-again-intro-chapter-1-short-story/

Chapter 2:
https://katiesblog96971617.com/2018/10/15/my-writing-not-again-chapter-2-short-story/

Chapter 3:
https://katiesblog96971617.com/2018/10/19/my-writing-not-again-short-story-chapter-3/

Chapter 4:
https://katiesblog96971617.com/2018/10/22/my-writing-not-again-short-story-chapter-4/

Chapter 5:
https://katiesblog96971617.com/2018/10/26/my-writing-not-again-short-story-chapter-5/

Chapter 6:
https://katiesblog96971617.com/2018/10/29/my-writing-not-again-short-story-chapter-6/

You can always check out Wattpad for the full book, but I have heard that posting a list of chapters, especially to long books, helped out a lot of you and I find that it was easier to find a chapter you are looking for.

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Not Again – Short Story (Chapter 6)

Not Again Book Cover

*Warning, Mature Content. Read at your own risk.*

If you haven’t read Chapter 5, here is the link!
https://katiesblog96971617.com/2018/10/26/my-writing-not-again-short-story-chapter-5/

 

~Chapter 6~

~Sami’s POV~

I can’t believe I killed her. I can’t believe that I actually did that. I walked back and forth in my room, trying to think of what I had done. Flashbacks of stabbing Alexis’s mother came back into my head. I then started to cry even more. I just killed my other mother.
Alexis’s mother, Beth, was like another mother to me. I couldn’t believe that she was actually gone and is gone because of me. My mother never really cared about me, I was just a money-making machine for her. I used to be in beauty pageants all the time and whatever money that I won, went right to her. That’s why I always went over to Alexis’s, so I could know what it was to be a normal loving family, but I took that away from Alexis.
She deserved it anyway for making out with my boyfriend. I trusted her and I wouldn’t ever do that to her, but why did she do it to me? I then sat down on my bed and opened my computer. I signed into Facebook, and checked my messages. I had a message from David, my ex-boyfriend. What did he want now? I have bigger problems to deal with. He was also the one who sent me that picture of Alexis’s making out with my boyfriend.
He ended up sending another picture to me, It was the same picture, but looked more normal, like it was edited. I then looked at the picture very closely, and saw that the girl in the picture didn’t have a ring on her left hand. Alexis always wore a butterfly ring on her left hand. She never took it off and I remembering her still wearing it before I went into the party.
Alexis didn’t do it! Plus, Alexis was wearing an orange dress and this girl is wearing a white dress. I felt like shit now. I just killed my best friend’s mother for no reason. Oh my god! What the hell do I do now? I can’t go and apologize to her now. That won’t bring her mother back. I’m so stupid! I should’ve believed her from the beginning! I might as well just turn myself in. I deserve it for taking away Beth.
I then went downstairs and saw the police talking to my mother. I then went up to the police and my mother turned around and looked at me. She looked mad. More than just mad, angry.
“What have you done Samantha! You just ruined your whole future! Everything that I have ever planned for you…It’s all gone down the drain!” She yelled. I knew this was coming. She had always planned my future. I was going to be a model. I, personally, don’t want to be a model. I wanted to be a dancer, but my mother had already planned what I was going to do.
“Mom, listen, I didn-” She cut me off. “No, I don’t want to hear it from you.” She then looked back to the police. “Take that brat away!”
The officers handcuffed me and I went into the back seat of the cop car. As soon as they shut my door, I saw Alexis, May, and Nick. All of them staring at me with an evil look. I can’t believe I did this. Why didn’t I just listened to her in the first place? Oh, I remember now, I was too busy yelling at her because I accused her of cheating on my boyfriend. God, I’m so stupid.

That’s the end of this short story. Next Monday, I will be posting another story, but I will let you all vote on my Facebook Page. 

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Not Again – Short Story (Chapter 4)

Not Again Book Cover

*Warning: Mature Content. Read at your own risk, especially if you hate reading about blood or murder.*

If you haven’t read Chapter 3, here is the link!
https://katiesblog96971617.com/2018/10/19/my-writing-not-again-short-story-chapter-3/

~Chapter 4: The Second Worst Day Of My Life~

“Mom! May! Nick! Im home.” I shouted and walked into the house. All the lights were off. Maybe they went shopping. I then looked on the fridge and saw the note that May left for me.
Alexis,
Nick and I went out to have dinner. Mom knows where we are and I should be home around 8.
May & Nick

I then turned on the light to find a trail of blood on the kitchen floor. I slowly followed it until I reached a puddle of blood with my mom. Dead. Tears started to come down like a waterfall. I ran to her and cradled her in my arms, hoping that this was all just a dream. I pinched myself, but I wasnt dream. My fathers dead. Now my mother is. Who else will be taken from my life now?
I sat there, holding my mothers lifeless body, and wanted someone to take me too. Take me away from all of this. I want to be with my mother and father. I wanted all the bad karma to go away. I looked down at my mothers body, a knife was still in her heart. She was wearing a sweater with a pocket that was on her left breast. There was something white sticking out of that pocket. I reached out and pulled it from the pocket.
It was a folded piece of paper that was addressed to my name. I unfolded the piece of paper that was written in my best friends handwriting. Well, ex-best friend, but a best friend. As it read:
You made me do this. If you had not made out with my boyfriend,
she would still be breathing, now shes not nor will she ever. You
dont deserve to be happy. I do. Ive been through everything. And
yet, you couldnt help but be slut. I hope you die with your stupid mother.
And yet, she didnt put up much of a fight. Shes weak, just like you.
Stay away from me and my boyfriend.
Sami
I ended up crying even more. My mothers killer was Sami, my former best friend. She hasnt been through shit. She has gotten everything that she has ever wanted in life. Boys, clothes, cars, cellphone, laptops, and even flat screen TVs. She is nothing but a spoiled brat. I first lost my father, now my mother.
I end up crumpling up that paper and tossing it onto the floor. I then grabbed my cellphone and dialed 911.
911, what is your emergency? the 911 operator spoke as I wiped my tears and cleared my throat.
“Theres been a murder at my house. My mother is dead.” I spoke.
“Are you okay? Is anyone else hurt? We are sending help your way.”
“No, Im not hurt. Just hurry.”

If you can’t wait to finish this book, feel free to check it out on Wattpad, just look up katieasehl, not only will you find this work, but others that I have either finished, or I’m currently working on. 

Chapter 5:
https://katiesblog96971617.com/2018/10/26/my-writing-not-again-short-story-chapter-5/