![]() EternityA Story by WordsAndVoices![]() I wrote this at an english course... hope you like it!![]() We wandered down the lane. It was completely devoid of life, except for the sound of our footsteps. The shops were closed and the gypsy camp was silent. Suddenly I screamed. A hand was at my neck, holding tightly, squeezing. As abruptly as the pressure had begun, it ended and I was floating, as free as the air, as light as a leaf. I could look down upon the empty lane, empty. As if Louise and I had never walked it. Nothing left but the reflection of a man in a puddle on the ground. Swiftly, I move away, faster then I ever remember to have done before. I'm at my home, the worn-down shack. My mother is crying, but my father just stands stock still. I reach out, but my hand passes straight through them, invisible. My reflection in the window opposite is non-existent. I am gone. Revenge will be upon those who did this to me, death will avenge me. Whatever it takes, for I have eternity. © 2010 WordsAndVoicesAuthor's Note
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1 Review Added on October 22, 2010 Last Updated on October 22, 2010 Author![]() WordsAndVoicesUnited KingdomAboutHey! I'm Queenie and I'm 12 years old. Ohhh... and I'm from Canberra, Australia. Whoop! My family is very small. I live with just my Aunty and Grandad. I love writing, and reading. I enjoy bin.. more..Writing
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