Fiction

Shyness...It has always lurked around me. Surrounding me throughout my entire life. It had been there through the worst and best times. I’d always hoped it would go away but it never seemed to fade. It attracted unwanted behavior sometimes.

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I push him away from me because I am a respectable person, someone with dignity and taste. But, in the end, I let his touches linger much longer than they should because I am lonely as well.

    I stood there at the end of the track where my mark was. I was waiting for my turn to jump. I was extremely nervous because I had failed to make the minimum jump previously. I looked down at my tape mark with my name on it.

When she was younger, her dreams were filled with images of a figure, blurry, yet distinct from the hazy background, slowly turning away.

“Don’t blush.”

“After all this end, can we come back here one more and share a meal again?”

She said this in a quiet voice, as if speaking any louder would break the fragility of her dream.

Edleburg was a happy town. It rested on cliffs at the foothills of the great mountains to the north. The looming shadows cast by the mountains were woven into daily life, as common as the grass and the sky.

I wake up, it's a dark room with a few more people in it, the only window has broken glass sticking out of it. A girl next to me wakes up, she has blond hair and bluish eyes. We look at each other for a second.

She was born in the throngs of war.

Cries of fevor ringing through battlefield.

They prayed for salvation.

Her eyes opened.

They clamored to be freed.

She freed them.

Bullets sprayed down on the American soldiers that were raiding the beach. The water rushed up and down on the shore violently, knocking some Americans over as it moved. Bullet after bullet, the men slowly lost their brothers.