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in a craves in between two fallen buildings sits a bodie.he has nothing besides the clothes on his back and has no home...he has nothing he loves nothing.he goes to bed with nothing in his stomach under a blanket made of ashes and rubble. he sleeps he dreams...he dreams of the father he never had and the house that never was.
the sun hit my face as a new morning came. i could feel the heat warm up my boddy it brought me back to life back from a hell with horible dreams and forsaken sorrow. i yawned and stared at my feet....the rouged black tools witch peropelled me over the world.like eny other day food was scares evrey thing good was behind the wall. the other side of the wall was were i once liived were we flourised but now we are starved burned beatin and left for dead. i walked along the never ending wall.i walked for hours. "i found it! i found it!" i yelped and droped to my knees i could see feet movong around i could see peopple with food! i went to tell the only person i knew. i call him rat not becuase of his fashial fetures but his behavior is such of a small mamal he can fit thro holes and is smart. i have only known him for a day and he was the only person i said a word to.
"look look!" i exlaimed he droped and smiled "i bet we can fit!" he smerked i leanded down and slobberd on his back i bet there is food! "hmmm we head out to night we enter the hole and we feast!... meet me right here as soon as the sun goses down we will plan from there ok?" rat said i nodded yes
came night fall i darted down the sidewalk past the buildings and bodies jumping over lifeless souls untill i came to the hole and about 5 seconds later. the rat turned tward me " are you ready?" he said i turned tward him "yes"...."ill go first i said" and i went thro the hole no problem i was free then it was his turn he poped right in "how are u buddy?" he asked i answered with a oooooooh aaaaaaaaaaa "run i here voices!" i went to the shadows my best frined....we hered foot steps...they were coming tward us....they were coming for us "ahhhh!" rat? i looked i saw a dog the size of me growling with saliva dripping out of his mouth yapping at rat "you filthy animal!" then smak!!!! it sounded like a hammer a loud noise i was scared i didnt look i hered nothing...it was silence i looked the man and dog were gone...rat was on the floor moshenless lifeless i look at his head. there was a bumb the size of a fist on his head it had eruppted like a valcanoe but lava was not poring out of this one...it was blood. it matted hair was inbetween my fingers...i ran i came to a stop in an ally way i was hungry i was starving..i could smell pickles and many foods but my stomach was in no mood to be fed my stomach was like in a knott discussed at wat i had seen...angry an the man resonsible. when i felt my tummy was better i snuck into a building with stupid men.they had glass botels in there hand and they looked like they were enjoying them selfs but i found their actions odd....i snuk behinde their seats and ran into the kitchen. my nose was filled with aroma my sinus almost exsploted i graped evrey thing i could and ran..i stoped only at rats body to give him somthing i asumed was food i opened his hand and put the fragile white hard thing into his palm i turned and ran i ran
the food had filled my tummy. i had not felt like this in months i was full of meat and veggies that i never knew existed.i was happy....but the world wasnt i looked for butifulll birds but all i found were crows looking for rotten corpses....i thought eewy...i went thro my day with my belly full and my head high.
it had been about a month sence rat was murdered and i had become a hero to the rest of the kids.....i woukd bring them food and i would bring other ppl food i protected them with my sence of the world we lived in....out trees were tanks and out storms were bombs our life was hostile but it was the only like we knew......
beeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeep my ears.....my ears! i had awaken from my slumber by loud cracks that seemed to rip the sky. my ears were ringing
i could here nothing but the constent ring yet i could see flesh fly throught the air and bulidings
falll like twigs dust and ashes flew threw my my hair they kept coming houses were falling the ground was moving people were crying more flesh.... more waves the sky was filled with little black circles that came crashing to the ground they fell with no target they just simply fell one after another the rubble grew the houses crumbled....dust was evrey were i had no words to exsplain it wave after another crashing over my head. i felt a pain in my leg in was sharp i had been thusted into my leg and another into my arm i ran as fast as i could i ran i was hit again
this time in my thy i was crying....i had no thought im my mind besides run i ran.....i was hit.....this time i could feel it in my head....i fell the the cold floor covered in little peices of bulidings and glass....shattered little pices of hope....i layed there motinless dust covered my eyes rock slamed into my body....shrapnel peirced my skin i looked at the sky i saw it i saw a bird it was blue and was large it was butifull......i smiled a flash of black enclosed my body....................
the blue bird he saw was a plane.....the same plane that droped the bomb ten feet from his face...the bomb that sealed his doom...the varry thing that destroyed a pice of life that never loved that was never loved...he layed there his body motionless...shrapnel scattered throught his body...he was blown into pices...and he was only 12 he died as nothing but he didnt die for nothing...............
- by kittiesincatnip |
- Non Fiction
- | Submitted on 12/24/2009 |
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- Title: BORN of RUBBLE...MADE of ASHES
- Artist: kittiesincatnip
- Description: i like constructive criticism...so ya thats always good tell me wat you think in the comments :# thx!
- Date: 12/24/2009
- Tags: born rubblemade ashes bombs death
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Comments (1 Comments)
- Tracker Ninja - 06/28/2010
- It's good and all, but my only critique is to use proper grammar, it makes it MUCH easier to read. I do have a question though: how is this non-fiction?
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