Thursday, October 2, 2014
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I was bought by a girl in a red dress yesterday now I hang from a rope hung on a tree awaiting my death. I watch the children run through the yard playing games and having fun. All I can think about is what is soon to come. I watch as they set the cake on fire and I did not understand why they would do that. I know that soon I will be beaten to my death by children with bats. The next hour I hung off the tree watching the children play waiting for the children to come beat me. The next thing I knew the children started running towards me with bats. They started beating me and I was full of anguish. They hit me until I fell on the ground in pain. They watched with wide eyes as they see the candy pour out of me. Once the children got all the candy out of me they ran away like I did not matter anymore. Finally at the end of the day I was picked up and thrown away into the darkness.
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Creative writing , nice details. Interesting form of a story.
ReplyDeleteI like your descriptive adjectives; the journal ends too abruptly for me however.
ReplyDeleteWow nice story and very descriptive
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