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Mar. 24th, 2005 07:05 pm![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
starsthatshineI thought that since Welcome to England, Werewolf is just a terrible thing I thought that I could write some original fic just for fun. I just wrote some lines and please let me know what you think:
Word count: 552
“Mom?” Anna yawned as she woke up. It was morning outside but it didn’t show: the clouds covered the sky and the air was heavy, it was going to rain soon and the wind was violently throwing itself against the trees.
Anna got up from bed, it was weird that her mom hadn’t come and woken her up, she always did that but today she must’ve overslept as well. She put on her grey robe and went out in the kitchen.
It wasn’t until she’d reached the kitchen that she noticed something was wrong: there was no lights on, no tea water boiling: nothing. She looked around but saw no sign of her parents. “Mom? Dad?” No answer.
Anna then walked out in the hallway and prayed that her parents were in the living room, but she heard no TV. Anna walked with silent steps to the living room: her steps almost echoed in the dead silent room.
It was so silent that it was like everything was still and waiting. Suddenly, the silence broke when Anna let out a scream.
It wasn’t just a scream of horror, it came from her heart, her soul and everything she’d ever held dear broke into pieces. Her parents were lying dead, covered in blood, on the living room floor. There was blood everywhere and Anna could feel herself growing cold inside.
She started to freeze and everything felt so surreal, this wasn’t happening; this was just a bad dream. Anna stared at the bodies and sat down on the couch, still watching the dead bodies lie there, on the floor with no one to move them. She rubbed her arms hoping that the warmth would come back to her.
She heard the door shut from upstairs and a pair of young feet came tripping down the stairs.
“Anna?” an innocent voice asked from the hallway. “Anna? Are you all right?” The little three year-old tripped into the living room but stopped in his tracks as he saw the bodies of his parents. He just looked at it. “Anna, why are mommy and daddy sleeping?”
Anna looked up at her little three year old brother. When she saw the questioning face on the little boy, everything came crashing into face and she realized that it was her parents lying there and no force on earth could bring them back. She grew colder and before she knew it she was having tears running down her eyes and she had her mouth open: ready to scream but no sounds came out.
Her little brother ran to her side and gave her a big hug: he didn’t understand what had happened or what the dead parents on the floor meant. He had always been protected from the real world and had never had to think about it for a second, not once.
Right now Anna wished so deeply that they could trade places. She didn’t want to have dead parents, she didn’t want to understand; she just wanted to have them there, to comfort and hold her and tell her everything would be all right.
Outside the storm broke out, the clouds was exchanged to rain, the thunder came and drowned out the cries of two children who had lost their parents that night from the outside world.
Continue or no?
Word count: 552
“Mom?” Anna yawned as she woke up. It was morning outside but it didn’t show: the clouds covered the sky and the air was heavy, it was going to rain soon and the wind was violently throwing itself against the trees.
Anna got up from bed, it was weird that her mom hadn’t come and woken her up, she always did that but today she must’ve overslept as well. She put on her grey robe and went out in the kitchen.
It wasn’t until she’d reached the kitchen that she noticed something was wrong: there was no lights on, no tea water boiling: nothing. She looked around but saw no sign of her parents. “Mom? Dad?” No answer.
Anna then walked out in the hallway and prayed that her parents were in the living room, but she heard no TV. Anna walked with silent steps to the living room: her steps almost echoed in the dead silent room.
It was so silent that it was like everything was still and waiting. Suddenly, the silence broke when Anna let out a scream.
It wasn’t just a scream of horror, it came from her heart, her soul and everything she’d ever held dear broke into pieces. Her parents were lying dead, covered in blood, on the living room floor. There was blood everywhere and Anna could feel herself growing cold inside.
She started to freeze and everything felt so surreal, this wasn’t happening; this was just a bad dream. Anna stared at the bodies and sat down on the couch, still watching the dead bodies lie there, on the floor with no one to move them. She rubbed her arms hoping that the warmth would come back to her.
She heard the door shut from upstairs and a pair of young feet came tripping down the stairs.
“Anna?” an innocent voice asked from the hallway. “Anna? Are you all right?” The little three year-old tripped into the living room but stopped in his tracks as he saw the bodies of his parents. He just looked at it. “Anna, why are mommy and daddy sleeping?”
Anna looked up at her little three year old brother. When she saw the questioning face on the little boy, everything came crashing into face and she realized that it was her parents lying there and no force on earth could bring them back. She grew colder and before she knew it she was having tears running down her eyes and she had her mouth open: ready to scream but no sounds came out.
Her little brother ran to her side and gave her a big hug: he didn’t understand what had happened or what the dead parents on the floor meant. He had always been protected from the real world and had never had to think about it for a second, not once.
Right now Anna wished so deeply that they could trade places. She didn’t want to have dead parents, she didn’t want to understand; she just wanted to have them there, to comfort and hold her and tell her everything would be all right.
Outside the storm broke out, the clouds was exchanged to rain, the thunder came and drowned out the cries of two children who had lost their parents that night from the outside world.
Continue or no?
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Date: 2005-03-24 06:14 pm (UTC)no subject
Date: 2005-03-24 06:39 pm (UTC)no subject
Date: 2005-03-24 07:37 pm (UTC)"Wake mom dad." and that is the way she finds them: together with the little brother (who knows that they are there but he think they are sleeping ;)) Okay, I am a drama queen but I cant help it ;)
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Date: 2005-03-24 09:03 pm (UTC)