It was a dark dead night. The wind grew cold and silent as a young girl lied contently in the snow. Her mind felt blurred with all of the memories tucked away inside her mind. The white blanket made her eyes confused. She was seeing things that weren't supposed to be there. A man stood in front of her, but she couldn't make out who it was. He was very tall of what she could make out of it, but that was it.
She could suddenly feel a warm sensation through her body as her eyes slowly closed. That was the last time her eyes would ever close again. Her spirit crept out of her body, slowly. She was no longer there, in the snow. A new place had taken her away, she was no longer cold, she could feel herself again. Only this time she didn't know who she was.
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anyway, i like chapter 1, it was very descriptive and I liked how you described the snow and her memories! It was sad, though! crying but i can see this as a good introduction. Is this a real story you're starting to write? It sounds like it could be and it sounds like it would make a good story, so that's why i was wondering....... 3nodding