Admin Hero1 Posted June 28, 2006 Admin Report Share Posted June 28, 2006 This was an idea I had.. I was gonna write a blog novel.. like write a page each day, but it never happened. Heres the start of it though. ------------------------------ It was silent. Not silent where you could hear birds chirping or cars driving off in the distance or the leaves rusling and wind blowing. It was so silent you could only hear the sound of your own thoughts rushing through your mind. There was plenty of thoughts that night. He felt the tarmac under his feet as he began walking up a gradual slope of this familiar road. This used to be a dirt road full or rocks and dust that would blow down from the hill covering everything in his path. That was many years ago, when things seemed a little more simple. They probably wern't but they sure seemed a lot simpler tonight. "Actions speak louder than words," his mother used to bellow, dishing out a familiar piece of advice for the young man. Well they had spoke loudly just a few hours earlier. His pace quickened. It was an eery night and the sound of the foot hitting cement grew louder. Not long to go. He stared up at the moon as he climbed the hill. The moon was a strange blueish hue, something he'd never seen berfore. The way the clouds had aligned formed a remarkable skyline. He stopped walking. It was no longer silent. Screams and cries rang out, but there was no fighting the inevitable conclusion. He stared at that blue moon. He'd never seen anything like it. He stretched his arms back to try and grab his attacker. His arms were locked, shoulders pushed down hard towards the ground and his head flew back. As his head hit the asphalt a sound rang out. A crack. A sickening crack. Like when a coconout is cracked open. This was no coconout it was a persons head. In his final moments thoughts raced through his mind. He wished he'd never had to get involved. He'd wished his brother had never got sucked in. He wished he'd never crossed that line. The line he'd been treading all his life. He wished they'd never built that road. The attacker fled into the night. Silence again. Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Jazzy Julie Posted June 28, 2006 Report Share Posted June 28, 2006 oh u have to carry on, i wanna know what happens now. Love the coconut part. Good job! Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
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