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Post by tearsofhatred0715 on Jan 29, 2006 16:30:20 GMT -6
the knife in my hand slowly falls to the ground my eyes open i see the light from the open door i hear the voice of an angel crying out my name i hear the voice of a demon screaming at the angel i stab angrily into the dark, striking the demon with my blade i feel the knife enter my chest i keep striking the demon hearing him scream feeling the blood feeling the knife go into my chest i see the angels soft white face looking into my eyes looking into my eyes while i strike the demon i feel my life fading as i kill this wrecthed beast i cut into its heart and lay my head down my eyes close and the demon is gone the angel has escaped, but the demon is gone they find my sleeping body and the demon together i scream as they bury us together, as we both go to hell i see the angels face, i see the demons horns i hear a childs voice as i close my eyes never to open them again
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Post by Laura on Jan 30, 2006 16:01:56 GMT -6
It has an interesting message and idea ...
the idea of killing the demon equals death for you; however, there wasn't exactly a flow.
"i hear a childs voice as i close my eyes never to open them again "
--the "never to open them again" is unnecessary.
"my eyes close and the demon is gone the angel has escaped, but the demon is gone"
--the repetition of gone at the end doesn't work here.
Keep writing though.
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