Tuesday, September 24, 2013
Famous lines writing
The sky above the port was the color of television, turned to a dead channel.
Sadness filled tom because he knew what was to become of him. Even though it should be another man not him, Tom was wrongly accused of killing the preacher’s daughter. It was because of her being the purist of the land that his sentence was so harsh. He was to be killed for “his” wrong doing. The way he was to be killed would be eaten by sharks. But no one cued find a reason why Tom would even do such a thing.
Tom started to think of the night he first met her. Malinda was her name. She was walking home on a rainy day from the market. No one expected rain so she didn’t even have her umbrella. Tom knew that no one was really supposed to talk to her. His parents made shire he knew that since she was born. But she looked so lonely and sad. He couldn’t help himself so he walked over to her with kind eyes and without saying anything put his umbrella over her head and walked her home. From that day on they promised to meet every Saturday under her favorite willow tree. One day though Tom was running late. He had done this many times when he would bring a surprise. This time it was fresh muffins from his mother that he was bringing her but as he came closer to the willow nothing moved. Not a sound was made. No one called his name or came jumping over to see what was in the basket he held. The leaves blew in the wind as he froze. There on the ground she led with her hands crossed over her chest ad blood staining her dress. Tom dropped the basket ad ran over to her holding her in his arms trying to find her heart. Calling for help hoping someone would come to help him but no one did.
The metal door in front of Tom opened as his memory ended. The door lead to the under part of a ship, Inside there was nothing he cued see but moans were heard from all of the walls. Tom was the last one to be put on the ship over the time of ten seven days. None of the men on the boat were given food or water in this time. The room smelled of death as Tom walked down the stairs in to the boat. As he stepped off the last step he heard a splash and water flow in to his shoes. That’s when he realized that the smell of death was from the fish and blood they had filled the bottom with to get the sharks. Toms fear grew as,
He heard the ring of steel against steel as a far door clanged shut.
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You're so imaginative! I'm impressed. I enjoy feeding your fish. Maybe a little too much. :)
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