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Crow
Hello my name is Mary. I am eleven years old and home locked. I live in the middle of nowhere. There is no shrubs, plants, or animals for miles on in, the only living things I have seen are my mom, very few animals whose species are unknown to me, and the mailman. The mailman doesn’t come often and when he does it is to bring supplies like food and books to keep us healthy and knowledgeable.
This is my death story.
It was a day like all the others but there was just one thing out of the ordinary, a crow or at least I thought it was. Mother was in the kitchen washing the pots. I had never been out of the house. Mother said it was dangerous.
“But,” I thought, “One little peek wont hurt.” I looked out the cabin window to see if the crow was still there, and it was.
I approached the door panic seized me, each step more breath taking. Finally I reach for the doorknob and twisted it, I was over flowing with nervousness and joy. I stepped out of the cabin, wind twisting all around me. I ran toward the bird to chase it, but it stayed there, eyes full of hunger.
Then I blacked out, either I fell or I fainted from the heat. Then I woke up with an aching pain in my stomach. I looked down and I saw the crow with something red and dripping in its mouth, leaning over me. I looked toward my stomach; it was red, not like when I got a rash or something but a liquidy red. Then I blacked out again.
When I woke again I was hovering above my self. I saw that my eyes were open, but not with life. My body looked lifeless. I looked toward the window and saw my mother, tears darting down her face.
I tried to run toward her but I couldn’t. It was like I was caged. I looked at the bird; it eyes the reddest red I had ever seen before, staring at my ghost. I looked around me, blackness, pure blackness.
I had finally realized that the crow was no crow, but death its self. I was stuck in this place of blackness, with death staring at my ghost, my lifeless body beneath me, Mother broken hearted somewhere, and I knowing I’d be here for eternity.
- Title: Crow
- Artist: Zepboo
- Description: i wrote this, this year.... i was bored.......
- Date: 03/01/2009
- Tags: crow
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Comments (4 Comments)
- isnoweh - 07/30/2009
- I wasn't breathing while i read it. D:
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- KookyCheatah - 07/05/2009
- That was REALLY good.
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- sopherz - 04/18/2009
- nice. i read it. its good.
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