Huddling in the corner around the Sterno can,
blank eyes staring, they listened to Grandfather's
evening message.
"To the powers that be, we thank you, for another day,
another opportunity to understand."
The rest of the family chorused an "amen" then,
collectively sighed. Watching as grandfather put the
lid almost ceremoniously, back on the can. The room
dimmed to the darkness they had all gotten so accustomed
to.
"Grandfather" Jessie finally spoke, "when do you think we will
understand more?"
"I don't know, child" he replied in a low voice. "All we know, is, it wasn't what we thought. We misunderstood something along the way. If this is the end, or the rapture, I'm not sure why we are still alive here in this shelter...or how long we can survive......."1
Author notes
"Kidnap the Sandy Claws"
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Comments
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awe
this poem is sad....
good write -
gulp =)
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You've fixed most of the mistakes now! Although I believe there should be a comma after Jessie's "Grandfather" and his "I don't know, child." That's all though!
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That was very interesting. I like stories about the Apocalypse, so I'd like to read more of this. However, there were some grammar mistakes. All over, though, it was good. Keep it up!
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