Fiction

I sit there bitterly, stung by the fact that I am buckled in between Teta and Mama, and my eyesight, no matter how I contort my head, stretches no further than the musty car. I’m stuck among my futile consolations. But the sky is there.

I sit out on my porch swing in the dusky evening light and the dimmed yellow glow from a street lamp, watching the occasional car or motorcycle that passes by, stopping first at the crooked, faded red stop sign on the corner of Elm Street.

“My days are in the yellow leaf; The flowers and fruits of love are gone; The worm-the canker and the grief Are mine alone! The fire that on my bosom preys Is lone as some Volcanic Isle; No torch is kindled in it’s blaze, a funeral pile.” 

“I collected the instruments of life around me, that I may infuse a spark of being into the lifeless thing that lay at my feet… his limbs were in proportion, and I had selected his features as beautiful, Beautiful!...

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Story style from Erin Hunter's 'Warriors'

Creekkit bounded into the Elder’s Den, a mouse in her mouth, “Cloudclaw, can you tell me a story that no one has ever heard before? Pleeeeez?” 

   A cold chill hangs over the night.  Dawn is approaching, but for the moment the mountain is still, the few forms of life able to withstand its elevated climate still hiding in their dwellings for a final few minutes.  One

Wow here we are finally!! I haven't worked on this in a while so here, finally, is chapter two!! Please give me any edits you have!! 

I brush my fingertips through the grass, passing over an ant. I carefully go over him, and then continue to comb through the green. My eyes take in the way the light falls, the way the green looks against the ground… 

He looked around the plane and wept big crystal tears,
his sisters pink bow lay beneath his foot and his memories of her under his greif.
So many people looked back at him, or didn't. 
They were all screaming in a different way.

Author's Note: I'm not quite sure what this is, but it's random and I like it. I want feedback though, what do you think?
An apricot peach,
Kind of a dress,
Splattered with red drops.
And a news article,

Open your eyes,
Little cat,
And investigate.
Paw through the dusty treasures of a long forgotten basement.
Knock over an old vase,
Pretending at being a ghost,
Much to the annoyance of your people.