The battle against my internal selfA Story by Sarah
I hear the clock ticking faster and faster. Seconds turning into minutes, minutes turning into days. The sorrow growing deeper and deeper with every breathe I take. The walls are closing in. The rapid current is pulling me under to where I can no longer reach the surface. I'm drowning, I can no longer see the sunlight. I feel my lungs collapsing. Life slipping through my fingers one step at a time. The ground is splitting apart pulling me beneath the cracks one step at a time. I'm running, running for my life taking every twist and turn to hide away from the darkness but I've reached a dead end. The shadows have me surrounded, I have no where to run or hide. I can no longer fight, I can not move. I have been defeated, it's too late too surrender. I hear my enemy cackling in vicious victory. My opponent takes a step forward and I gasp as it's identity is revealed.... It is me, my own reflection of myself.
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Added on April 25, 2016 Last Updated on April 25, 2016 AuthorSarahOswego, NYAboutHi! My name is Sarah. I am currently 15 years old, and i'm a sophomore in highschool. I am also very interested in Creative Writing. more..Writing
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