^-There was dying hope in the air.She lay there,tears running down her cheeks.Bruises amoug her body which lay in a ball.She was covered with nothing but a mere sheet.She sturggled to pull her self up and sit against the wall.She was silent.Fallen.-^
^-Her eyes were wide with fright,terror and sorrow.Moments ago she was being beaten.Then dumped into a dark alley.More tears streamed down her delicate cheek.Fallen.-^
^-Cool winds began to blow and she shivered.She had no hope that anyone was coming.Toutured.Beatened.No hope.Fallen.-^
^-help the girl who is fallen.-^
Author notes
I wrote this because I felt/wanted/needed to......
Written July 1st, 2004
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Thanks!
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Super!
I love the repition of the word "fallen"-it adds to the mood. Good job! -
You get the image of a scene from a thriller or a drama film. A woman who has just been through a horrible ordeal and has now been thrown away after all that she has been through and is now left to wait, wait in the darkness and her thoughts of becoming a victim in the torturous silence.
Very attracting ideas and clear images that give you a perfect view into the experience of this young woman. Excellent.
your friends,
Jaunty pill and Slaughter (on same computer)
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*blushes*thanks
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excellent
This reads like the first paragraph of a good mystery novel. Keep it up and I will look for your name on the best sellers list in no time.
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