OKAY I AM NOT VERY GOOD AND I HAVE NOT BEEN WRITING FOR VERY LONG BUT I REALLY LOVE IT AND I JUST NEED TO KNOW IF THERE IS ANY CHANCE OF ME BECOMING A WRITER?
It was raining. The swift wind blew briskly through the whispering tree tops. Ashlyn Kramer was a twelve year old girl. She stared thoughtfully out the drop-covered window, thinking intently about what she would do to keep herself from breaking down. One glistening tear dripped it's way down the side of her cheek. She was terrified at the thought that she would never see her father again; and she felt she may have done something to cause it. Ashlyn heard the door creak open. Tiny footsteps made their way into the room, standing by the bench where she was sitting; no longer alone. It was her little sister, Melody. She was only four years old and almost oblivious of the current tragedy. "Ashlyn", Melody asked in an almost whispered tone. Ashlyn could tell by her little sister's tone that she was about to ask a painful or uncomfortable question. "What is it", Ashlyn replied in an even-toned voice. "Will we..." She started again. "Will we ever see daddy again?" "I think so... someday.", Ashlyn replied in a hurt voice.
Silence.
"In Heaven, right?" Melody asked worriedly.
"Of course Melody." Ashlyn said finaly looking away from the window. That was Ashlyn's response; but she wasn't even quite sure herself of what she thought of that sort of thing. But of course she wouldn't want to worry or confuse her sister more than she already was. A flash of lightning was visble outside the window. It sent streaks of light shooting throughout the dark and nearly empty room. Ashlyn then saw that tears were gushing from her sister's eyes. She reached out and gave her a gentle hug. And there they both sat, on a bench in the cold, dark room. Gazing at the gloomy window and out into the night sky; sadly thinking about there father's sad and sudden death- but at least they had each other. A few moments later, they were both fast asleep.
2007-11-18
14:24:35
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