Together as oneA Chapter by Weeping WillowShort story about a warThe sky is blood red and angry cloud pass over my house. The alarm rings through the streets of my neighbourhood ring though my ears. I sit alone in my room, hoping a bomb will kill me. The glass shards all over the floor, my teddy bears are all torn to pieces. My neighbourhood is now a dump, fill with doors and smashed window. Dogs wander the streets lost and confused, all of this started by the stupid neighbouring king wanted more land. I sit the waiting, waiting to die, but something unexpected drops on by. I don’t know where he’s been, or how he got that smile, all I know it that his aura smells of something vile. The wizard of this land that was picked on at school is sitting on my window and smiling ever so cruel. He remembers me I think, the one who wasn’t afraid even though he was a witch’s kid. I befriended him as a anyway, because no one else would. We became good friends, friends who shared secrets, I’ve even seen him do magic once or twice. As I sit there remembering all the fun we once had I realise something has changed in him. I realise the smell of blood has covered him from head to toe. He eyes are grey, as if he hasn’t slept, and he body is covered in cuts. He enters my room and gives me his hand, “What’s wrong?” but all I do is bite him and tell him to “Move on!” He decides not to leave me and loses his smile. “I’ll stay here with you,” he says sitting next to me. “I’ll stay by you forever, even if I die.” We both sit there hugging each other, as a bomb falls on my house I say with a smile, “Together will stay, Together as one!” © 2013 Weeping WillowAuthor's Note
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2 Reviews Added on April 26, 2013 Last Updated on April 26, 2013 AuthorWeeping WillowDream land, Shelbyville, AustraliaAboutMy name is Weeping Willow I am a girl, and I love to write. I’m not always good and usually get bored of something easily. I’m a little weird and far out when it comes to stories. Even th.. more..Writing
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