Shrill and disturbing, loud as a
siren. Penetrates my body and shimmies down my spine. A sound from so deep
inside of me it is foreign. The sound echoes across the lot, bouncing off the
concrete walls of distant buildings. Birds from nearby trees launch up in a
torrent of fluttering wings into the hazy night sky, full of the artificial
light of the city. The sound is still exploding out of me, tearing out of my
throat like I’ve been swallowing swords. When it feels as if I’m going to pass
out from the lack of breathing, my scream finally starts to fade. I feel weak
so I let myself slump to the ground leaning against a nearby car. Only now do I
feel the full pain of the wound in my side. The strength I thought I had drains
out of me as the last echoes of the mingled scream and gunshot subside.
Sorry if this is disturbing for anyone, I wrote it a little while ago for a free post but decided to write something else. I couldn't think of anything to write, so I thought I might just use this.
Reading Log
Lord of the Flies 2 hours and 15 mins
Siege and Storm 20 mins
Hey Emelia, I think people we know have read more disturbing things than this. This is really great vivid detail. Even though it was only a paragraph or so, it kept my attention throughout. The only question I have is did your character die?
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