The Fight

I will fight for what I believe in. I will be free!

Warmth. Tendor and still. Leading more toward the sun. Following me into my dreams and taking over. Never again shall I sleep. No one controls me. My heart will guide my life my head will keep away. I don't need it anymore. I don't want it anymore. This is because I know things, see things, hear things, that I never in a million years would want to know. My head is whirlwind of sounds and feelings that are all mixed together and filled with sorrow and pain. I can never go back to that again. Never. I musn't give in to the part of me that wishes only to control me. I am individual. I will stand up for myself and be strong. I will be free. And no one, no thing, no adolescent mind, will stop me from following my heart and dreaming my own dreams.

Author's Note

I hope you like it please review!!!

Reviews

[The Analog Kid]

Nice. I would call it a prose poem rather than a short story. You have nice style, you could definitely expand these ideas into more. For instance, there are several themes just in these few sentences that could be taken into different directions for either a longer, cohesive piece, or ideas to spark other writing.

Patrick

[there is no more from m..]

wow that was a grate story

[Mary]

very nice, and powerful! maybe it should have been a poem? oh and go girl!!!