Bound in a massive mesh,



presses of the tender flesh,



Deep rumblings of my doom,



I can but wonder, because of whom?






I sink like a cracked boat,



crashed, attacked

[Some traumatizing events are told. It’s one big paragraph, so you can skip it if you don’t like those] It started out simple. Clara and I put on some clothes to simulate our respective characters. I take the red cape she threw me, and she takes a grey one piece. Where did that come from? I have no idea. She probably went and took them from her car or something. I don’t have a clue why she would have that with her in the first place, but hey, we’re roleplaying in the wood

Wind blew through the tall trees, majestic pillars of the forest which the Village was so proud of. It raced itself over the land, once a breeze, once a storm. In the distance, central to the large forest, were the impressive sculptures of the region’s previous leaders; the Hokages. Four were eternalized in the stone already, three others waiting in line for their visages to be imprinted on mountain sides. Their firm gazes surveilled the nearby land, oozing with confidence that shone from

The next day, I woke up early. I jumped out of my bed, scrambled some clothes together and rushed downstairs. Dad had left for work already, but my mom and sister were still here. I arrived in the kitchen with two thoughts in my head. First: I gotta say hello to my family. Second: God, I wanna see Clara again!! But for now, I must keep my composure. Ridiculing myself in front of my sister, who will laugh at me forever about anything, would be terrible.-” Hey mom, sis.” I begin.Mom turns arou

As dawn crawled upon us, my alarm clock started shouting it's lungs out. Groaning, I shift around in bed, trying to succumb to my inner will - sleeping - again. Can't this stupid machine shut up for once? Eventually, I pull my eyes open. Intense white light blinds me instantly, and I shut them again. A few tries pass, and I can now look around without suffering constant pain. Finally, I can turn my alarm off...The red curtains are wide open, my closet is closed tight, and a small pile of clothes

I used to wonder about main characters in books, movies, theater, and all that stuff. About how their lives turn from the most generic thing into a wild adventure, overnight. Must be a strange thing, no? Having your entire world turn so drastically, from one day to the other...That’s what I used to think. Now... eh, I guess you could say I’ve lived that. So have the nearly 400 million people who live in this country. I think my family and I had the biggest shock, though.Around one o&