Prompt 141

[lady_aduial]

how it happened

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[starra74]

I cannot tell you how it happened. I can only tell you what I remember.

[mokusan]

Rage boiled up inside him, frothing at the edges. He couldn't stand it anymore, watching this man tear his family apart; they didn't deserve this pain. No one did. He knew he could have kept his temper in check, knew he could have calmed himself long enough to simply walk away. But something inside him had snapped. Something made himself carry on with his anger. It took but one word, and he was on him in a flash, scratching and tearing at anything he could take hold of. At some point he heard the shatter of breaking glass, tasted salty blood trickling out his mouth. He ignored it all and carried on, determined to finish this once and for all. At last he collapsed, taking in air through ragged breaths, glaring at the pile of flesh at his feet that no longer seemed to resemble his father.

And that was how Charlie killed Dallas.

[elvenyounglett]

Very intense.
I like this.
Rage boiled up inside him, frothing at the edges. Great line.

[sheshellabella]

I loved this.

[doreyg]

How did it happen?

How did it end? No, why did it end?

How could she flee from here?

There was nothing left to do, nowhere left to do. The only mystery left was how she had stumbled on that damn box... and that box was the reason why she had to leave this town forever...

[elvenyounglett]

Very interesting.
It seems as if this could continue.

[doreyg]

Thanks!

I'm toyign with iedas right now on that matter...

[elvenyounglett]

Oh sweet! :D

[thoughtthestars]

I’ll never forget how we met. Marcus was in my social studies class, sitting in the last row with those sunglasses, no notebook, nothing. I always thought he was sleeping through class at first, in those lectures when no one ever raised their hands or asked questions. After all, why else would someone need sunglasses in class? I guess I never took a moment to notice the cane folded in his lap or the little recorder on his desk

[elvenyounglett]

Yeay more Marcus stories to brighten up my day! :D

That's a nice way of meeting someone :) So sweet.

[thoughtthestars]

I do love writing Marcus. And these prompts are working wonders!

I'm very glad you enjoy him.

[liz_uk]

It happened slowly. He began to take the occasional day off of work and live as another person, the person he wanted to be, the person he had tried to deny for all those years. On such days he didn't leave the house but wrote about his dream until he could feel it becoming reality, a different life a different person than he had ever shown people before. Someone had once told him "If you can imagine something then you can make it happen", and he saw it now.
His days in this world were getting shorter. His old persona was dropping away. He was spending more and more time as he really knew himself to be and when they wrote to him he simply laughed. They had terminated his employment yada yadayada. They had made the decision for him. The next time he entered their world it would be as a very different person than he'd seemed before.

[random_beauty88]

Oooh, nicely done. Writing so logically about something as heavy as switching personas. It reminds me a bit of American Psycho. :)

[liz_uk]

Thank you. I enjoyed American Psycho.

[sheshellabella]

This was quietly powerful :).