The Fourth Original Fiction Drabble-thon!

May 26, 2010 11:52

Hello hello, all! Becky/ruffwriter here. Summer's finally arrived, so let's do some writing, shall we? The Original Fiction Drabble-thon is once again underway ( Read more... )

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ruffwriter June 1 2010, 16:30:52 UTC
The world should have ended this morning.

Not because of me. I'm arrogant, but not to the point that I'd believe the world couldn't exist without me in it. No, I've always had no trouble accepting the possibility that I might die young. Had I not had the morning off, I'd probably be dead already. I would have been one of the first to hear them come, and I probably would have ran right into a sword.

Instead, I slept through it. I slept through until one of them crawled onto my bed, ready to slit my throat.

Some hyper-competent version of myself took over at some point back there, sometime when I was wandering the hallways in my pajamas, staring at the dead. I watched her round up the survivors, shepherd her barefoot friends through the woods while saying things like, Walk, come on, walk. And I tried not to look back, because even though I knew I was imagining it, I thought there was something accusing in their stares. Why wasn't I devastated like the rest of them? Didn't I care what had just happened ( ... )

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mydemontissues June 1 2010, 23:31:23 UTC
This is so upsetting, yet really, really nice at the same time. The first line is great. Loved it!

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palantine June 3 2010, 04:06:57 UTC
You really bring across the sense of numbness and 'it hasn't sunk in yet' in this. And that just makes it more sad.

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