Any good ideas for....???

Question

Short story plots/themes with a "twist" in the ending?

like...the story starts out in the morning at sunrise and then....i don't know wat to do next.

Scintillating flames of colour heralded the coming dawn. The bitumen roads greeted the warmth of the sun, as the song birds whistled tunefully in delight. Brisbane slowly opened its eyes, stretched, and awoke to the call of a new day. While I stood to admire the sunrise of the morning, I felt a small smile break the stillness of my face. The dreamy days flew so quickly that before long, I realized that my little sisters were already squirming and squabbling over Barbie dolls, and the boys were fighting over their turn to play in the sandpit, but I guess it really was Mom and Dad who had the frenetic work of putting their kids in order and settling silly fights.

here's the first part of my short story...but i don't have a plot for it...and i really want it to end like a twist.

Answer 1

..hmm..this one...it's a bit harder to make a twist...the fights..the mom and dad will settle...it'll just come out as a simple narrative story..but most twist occurs like..
..thinking someone is doing bad..but actually is doing good
..you woke up from a dream..then *poof*
..or sumthing like that..

..but i tried to make this one for u

Scintillating flames of colour heralded the coming dawn. The bitumen roads greeted the warmth, and, as the birds whistled songs tunefully in delight. The sun slowly opened its eyes, stretched its rays, to Brisbane, and it awoke to the call of a new day. While a little girl stood to admire the amazing sunrise of the morning, a small smile broke the stillness of her face.

With a balloon tied on her right hand, and her father’s hand on the opposite hand, happily screamed, “What a great day, dear father! The sun is bright and the air is fresh! The clouds are white and skies are blue!”. The father was astonished on what his daughter said and told her daughter, “wow, you’ve been very talkative these days! How sweet!” (haha)
So the dad and daughter went our strolling, and happily went home.

Afternoon came, and dad went out to buy something for supper.
Hours passed by yet he isn’t home yet..the daughter is worried – so worried that she almost cried.
That night..a storm came, the night skies trembled with flashes of lightning and roars of thunder..the girl, so afraid shouted and pleaded for her dad. No one answered – she held tight to the balloon her father bought this morning. Her heart beat faster – the sadder she went. She wanted to look all around the house, but was too afraid to move from the very spot where she sits. Shadows peeped through the windows yet only the demonic cries of thunder greeted her. She was crying, crying all alone and lamenting, for her dad – never came home..and left her with nothing but a lovely balloon…she prayed as tears clasped from her face..but a sudden blow from the door shocked her and thieves roamed around her. She looked at one of them, and she saw a bloodstained knife .. she thought of her dad…”no it can’t be, my dad is not dead!” but as she was about to cry – the wretched stabbed her ..but (*poof* it became koko crunch!) a violent shaking of her world woke her up to reality.
She’s alive, and it’s still mid afternoon, her balloon tied around her wrist, and a welcoming face of her father greeted her.As he dried the tears of her face, he said “I’m at the door when I heard you scream!..Oh my daughter, what happened?”.
She can’t say a thing. She’s too glad to see him again. No words can express how happy she is. She hugged him tightly, ever so tightly, and with her tinky-winky voice, she said, "dad, I was so scared, so scared to lose you. If you're not here, I'll be forever lonely, and even sunny days can never replace you"..
touched by what her daughter said, her dad gripped her tighter to his arms and shed a tear..

The end..

The twist is that…when the robber stabbed her, (she became a koko krunch!) ..her father woke her up from the dream..haha...

Answer 2

With my little sister yelling at me brought me back to reality. Not awake, I stumbled into the bathroom to wash my face to wake up. With cold water on my face I now realize that I was only dreaming. And what's with all the yelling? My sister's Barbie doll seems to be stuck in my head for some strange reason. I now turn my attention to how nice and warm that bed looks, with me still not awake. I forget about what just happened, I get back into the bed and continue that wonderful dream that takes me to a place I've never been before.
the end

Answer 3

The sun rises but never sets- the day doesn't end. (U could twist it to be at the North Pole in Summer) or it could become science fiction. It could even be somebody's experience in a virtual reality machine, which u don't reveal till the end. Hope this helps

Answer 4

then make into a dark and evil vision of the end of the world.

Answer 5

is it really morning? or is this all a dream? Is it a bad dream? Hey~ do you really exist?! Is there a deeper meaning to this "morning"?