Prologue

PROLOGUE

 

     The tears escaped from my eyes and made a warm trail down my face.  I hugged my royal blue sweatshirt closer to me as raindrops fell from the sky.  Determined as I was, I kept walking down the street until the old wooden bridge came into view.  The sight of the structure made me collapse on my knees.

     “Why God? Why? Why me,” I shouted to the heavens.

     A roll of thunder was my only response.

     I stood and walked closer to the bridge.  I grasped the rail in front of me and eased myself down on the edge.  My feet dangled over the side of the structure, and I glanced down at the angry, icy waves raging beneath.  Sitting on the rotten wood left me with nothing but the chorus of a song I sang to myself.

 

“Every day’s the same,

She fights to find her way,

She hurts,

She breaks,

She hides,

And tries to pray

She wonders why, does anyone ever hear her when she cries?”

 

     A fleeting thought crossed my mind, one that made me wonder if anyone would miss me if I just happened to let go and drown in the below-freezing waters flowing under my feet.

 

Reviews

[Turtle :)]

Hello Passionate,
I really liked your prologue thus far :) Its very moving and has a powerful impact. Some of your sentences I think could be edited so they flow better, but that's up to you. Well done!
- Turtle

[Passionate]

Thanks! I am open to suggestions if you have something that you think might sound better :)