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One Shot 3

Wednesday, November 17, 2004


I could feel their stares.
Cold...
Accusing...
like pins in my body.
The low chattering among them
like leaves rustling in the wind
in the dark forest,
Trailing...
Hunting...
I know what they are talking
I heard too much
I know too well.
The looks on their face.
Disgust.
Contempt.
Gloating.
Something hit my face.
Then another and another.
If they want me to show my tears,
Fear I show not.
Soon it would be over.
No more would anyone could..........
I have come to the end.
The place where everything started.
Someone tied a big rock to my legs.
Another hold up a black cloth.
All’s the better.
No longer would I have to see their faces.
Darkness fell.
The bell is strike,
the time has come.
The hand behind my back gave a rough push.
I felt myself falling
Suddenly the world is silent.



Sinking...


Sinking.....





Sinking.......


The quietness.
The calmness.
I have never felt so peaceful before.
Except for the pain in my lungs,
I think...
I would enjoy this alternative world.




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*just one comment after writing this, "My tenses is HORRIBLE!!!!" I think I need to go re-look at my primary English textbook again. As soon as possible!!!

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