The wind blew my hair as I ran from the house. Behind me the door slammed, and tears flooded to my eyes. My life had always been taunted by this man, but why me? As I ran faster and faster my breath became shorter. My legs wouldn't carry me any farther, and there in the middle of 3 pine trees...sat my park bench.1
For years I had run to this bench when times got bad. I could never remember a time I didn't come to the bench when my father beat me, and today I couldn't take old memories out of my mind. When I sat down the wind cut through me, and those memories sunk deeper and deeper. I could hear the screaming and the yelling, but around me all I could sense was peace. For sitting on my park bench, all was calm.2
Today was different when I sat down though...It seemed that life had taken me by surprise. Today I ran away from my father, instead of always taking the beating. Today as I sat down, the rest of the world faded away into a dark endless hole. I could sit and picture his hands slapping me, and I could taste the blood, but today the wind took away my pains. It whipped and twirled around me, as I hugged my scarf around my face to hide my scars and block the cold...3
Sitting on my bench today, I think I will be okay. I can remember those moments where I bled and cried, but today no one ran after me with a chair. Today the wind took away my cares, and for one moment in my life I feel I would be okay sitting on my park bench.4
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Tiffany Red 10+5
Sometimes I feel at peace just sitting on a park bench, and I hope for a woman that has been beaten, can go and sit on a park bench and maybe feel what I have.
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wow! good job. Very VERY descriptive. The most descriptive (I think) so far. Thanks for entering!
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Very descriptive and emotional! I like this. Good Job
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"the rest of the world faded away into a dark endless hole" I love the way you capture the moment of solitude
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(This is completely unrelated--) Spiderman, just thought that was really, really nice... I mean, we all need someone, right? So that was sweet.
(Okay, back to related.) This was also good (as in with your other entry). But I am wondering if these are two seperate people or the same one--the main characters, I mean. Nevertheless, also vivid, descriptive... I liked, "Today the wind took away my cares" part. You seem to think of things people would not, and put in in creative ways. Good job. -
Tiff i don't know what to say, but im really woried, it seems that you only write this way when your home and that bothers me. If you ever need somebody to talk to please let me know, I'll do everything i can to be there for you, to be your wind while you sit on the park bench.
Travis
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