i was attempting to clean my room and found something i wrote during the only meeting i ever attended for Creative Writing Club in senior year. thought it was fine enough to share~.
the prompt for that meeting was "Time".
Title-- Wasted Away
Disclaimer-- Characters copyrighted to Mirage. ...And...whoever else bought rights to em.
Sum-- Leo eventually decides to check in on his brother after the big hand on the clock passes five numbers.
Running. Ticking. Gasping. Falling.
Get up, get ahead, pray you're fast--
Here they come.
Leaping, swinging, flying, lunging.
Ticking, ringing.
Jump back, jump quickly, life health green red low.
Sobbing, screaming--out of time.
Dead again, numbers red.
Bleeding. Battered. But not broken.
Not yet, again--again.
The world restarts, the numbers appear
again--white.
Running. Ticking. Shouting.
Time gone again.
Game Over.
Mountain Dew break.
Running. Ticking.
o-o-o-o-o
"...Still haven't beaten that timed level?" Leo asked.
Mikey sat, eyes bloodshot, not turning away from the videogame displayed. "Nope."