Standing in the cold rain.

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Status: Finished  |  Genre: Other  |  House: Booksie Classic
This is something i wrote of the top of my head lol

Submitted: April 05, 2010

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Here I am standing atop a black, molten hill.
Cold, damp and motionless.
Here I stay still watching my surroundings,
Seeing creatures drinking poison.
Poison that causes the creatures to commit
Acts of violence out of unknowing anger.
These acts cause the creatures to become respected
In their society not hated or outcast but respected and loved. These creatures are more commonly known today as youths or teenagers. And here I stand in front of them unable to move unable to alert anyone to my distress. And now they have seen me stood here alone. They approach like zombies dragging their half limp bodies across the public path. I stand here feeling bolted to the floor as they begin to run, shouting blasphemous words to distress me. 
Here they are around me I can smell their poisoned breath as it fills the air around me all I can do is wait for them to attack me or steal my purse, but instead they seem to be worried for me asking if i am okay. They say they’ve noticed me stood here for hours and now I realise that’s not poison their drinking its just pop normal pop. Now I know never to judge teenagers again as not all of them are out to get me!!!!

The end.


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