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It surrounds me. Everyday I see it with my eyes, the emotions, the care with which they take hold of each others hands. Why can't this happen to me? I have never had such an experience in which I could be called someone else's. Nor do I believe anyone has looked upon me as someone to be with. If they have why have they not told me? Do they not know that I would never reject them as others have done to me? My arms would be open, in preparation for an embrace. However, this embrace will never come as I am still lonely in this world. Though loving people surround me, I feel isolated and contained. My body shivers as my heart begins to cool, and possibly freeze. I am becoming colder and more stone-like. I hate it. It turns me into something I am not. I am not one to turn to granite, hard and cold. I am supposed to be a living being, happy and content. Until someone can prove to me that i am neither alone or undesirable. Only time will tell. Hopefully, it tells me I'm wrong.
Survival: Part 4
Part 4:
They could hear rummaging in the next room. The sound of a man grunting as if he was lifting something heavy. Emanuel looked towards Sky and gave her a signal to wait where she was. She shook her head defiantly. He put his hand on her shoulder, intently looked in her eyes, got close to her ear and very quietly whispered, “Please, wait here. I will call for help if I need it.” She gave him a look, and reluctantly stayed where she was.
Emanuel slowly peered around the corner and into the doorway. Before him was a man, large about 6’3” maybe around 250 pounds, with the M4 strapped onto his back. The man had hi
Eulogy of the Past: In dedication to my Grampy
The days of youth,
Dominated by my insecurities,
Intimidated by your experience,
Unaware of your qualities.
Today, in later youth,
I realize too late,
That after all you have been through,
Nothing can replace the loss of what now is, and what once was.
Swiftly, quietly, without warning,
It came, just as the sun rises and sets everyday,
Demise came,
Now you are gone.
However, sorrow is not the only hand that pulls the strings of my heart,
Celebration is in order,
For the life you once had,
And now have left behind.
Though I never had a chance to say it,
I love you, and you will always be in my memory and my heart.
Survival: Part 3
Part 3:
It was morning. Cold and refreshing from the usual heat of the day. However, in a matter of hours the strong rays of sunlight would crash down on both Sky and Emanuel, which meant they needed to get moving as soon as possible. Sky awoke to find that Emanuel had fallen asleep during his watch. A sting of anxiety hit her stomach as she looked through her satchel, which had already only carried few objects. Nothing was stolen, and judging by his snoring, both her and Emanuel were still alive. She slowly got up and walked over to him. She shook him, “Hey,” she said, “Emanuel, wake up, we need to get going.”
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Survival: Part 2
Part 2:
“How have you survived this long?” Sky asked this with a tone of both curiosity and concern.
“Stayed at the house. I only left when I needed to get supplies. What about you? Did you stay at your house?”
Her face was dimly lit by the fire that was keeping them warm during the cold night. This amplified the effectiveness of her words when she said, “No. I ran. I left the house when the shit hit the fan. My parents didn’t live, the explosion isn’t what got them but the dead weights did.”
“Dead weights?”
“Yeah, the mutants. I call them dead weights, I don’t
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