So Many Tears

other Blackthrons made it through fine. The only question now was rather Daren was dead or turned into one of the Endarkened...though both were really the same. Her hand tightened around Rose's. Rose had rough hands, cracked from pulling her string back so often. Rose couldn't stand sitting there anylonger. She pulled herself up and held up her hand when Scar started to follow. "I need a minute. I promise I'm okay. Go mingle" Scar, unlike Rose, was a social person. She only stayed close to Rose…

reminded him of a day when he had walked into his house and found that it was cozy and warm and smelt like sweet vanilla and pine smoke. On the other hand, for the most part Anna and Willy had become quite docile and accepted what they had once fought so hard to resist. The basement was their home and they survived to a large extent by routine. Every day they got up early and made their bed. Around six o'clock Miss Margot would come in breathless and in a hurry with their breakfast which…

Highnesses?” “We are under attack and leaving immediately. Get dressed NOW!” The annoyance and impatience shining out of the dark brown eyes of her mother and father, when he glanced over from his conversation. With another curtsy Lysanne walked so fast she was almost running to her closet. Maria was already pulling a traveling dress out in the royal colors of silver and yellow. Quickly changed and in silver flats, jamming her tiara in her hair she was out of the closet and through the…

As the note, slid to the floor beside her feet. Tear drops slid down Isabella’s face. She stared into the fire lost, confused and alone as she reminisced on the past few months……… Being, the youngest daughter of one of the country’s, most influential men. Isabella never had a normal childhood. Sheltered by her father and three sisters; she felt trapped and never truly herself. Her father, Warth, was a wealthy merchant and was traditional, in every aspect of his life and proud of the customs of…

existence here. ‘Dark like my life.’ I take a step forward and the floor lits up with a blinding light. So bright that I couldn’t look down anymore. I was awestruck at that moment. At my feet, the light was bright, blinding, but all around me the light diffused into the dark. Where the light gently kissed the dark expanse, there was a small rainbow of color. Colors I had never seen, so bright and beautiful I stopped breathing. Then it was all gone. The darkness…

I don’t wanna see you with a gun again” boomed father as I just stood there taking the punishment. Mother cowered in the corner watching it unfold that was okay I didn’t want her hurt. He sent me to my bedroom where I let the tears fall as I fell into a solemn slumber, not long after I heard screaming, he was yelling at mother again and I heard the slap. Running out of my room quietly I peeked from round the walls, where I saw mother on the floor crying clutching her cheek. Father…

On the Should of a Stranger The sound of my shovel breaking the ground is the only noise that reaches my ears. The warm tears running down my cheeks, the only thing I feel. I slow down my breathing to match the rhythm of the steady chink of my shovel as it enters the dirt, almost reaching a hypnotic state. Anything to keep my mind off what is happening. Chink. An image of me on my knees beside the road flashes before my eyes, and with it comes a searing pain. My shovel misses its mark and…

A Conversation Between Myself(s): A One-Act Play (Several versions of myself occupy my bedroom. Sassy me – also mildly sarcastic – leans against my doorway, arms crossed. Logical me sits attentively at my desk. Stressed me lays on my bed, eyes closed. Pensive me sits on my windowsill and looks outside silently. Cheerful me sits at the foot of my bed, smiling.) Stressed: (sighs heavily) Writing this “Why UChicago” essay is really stressing me out. My brain hurts. Sassy: (rolls eyes) What’s new?…

Kneeling over top of her in that pure white dress trying to find the words I need to say was difficult. I had tears in my eyes and my heart felt like it was about to beat right out of my chest. My whole body wash shaking, and it felt as though I was going to vibrate right though the floor. All eyes are on me as I am in a trance like state not being able to look away from my hands. That night looking down at my blood soaked hands would change the way I looked at myself for the rest of my…

that we were home from camp, so she rushed outside the door as fast as a cheetah trying to catch its prey. “MY BABIES!” she yelled excitedly. I can tell that she was excited to see us. I was kinda fun to hear my mom yell hey babies. So next thing you know I was walking into the house and my older sister who is 15, she came out the door and she was holding my baby sister in her hand. She looked so small and petite compared to my sister. “WOWWWW,, DENALI” I whispered. I was so excited to see her…