This is what I came up with for the Writing club assignment.....I thought it was really good so I decided to post it here!!! (like I said, CREATIVE EXPLOSION!!!)
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The sun was setting on the horizon, as the young girl held the hand of the love of her life. A soft breeze caressed her skin as smiled at her lover.
"Elizabeth," the boy said, taking her other hand into his, forcing her to look at him, "I leave tomorrow for the war. I thought it would be best if I waited to tell you, since I was drafted."
Tears swelled in Elizabeth's eyes as she questioned, "Why, Samuel? Why can't you just hide away from the officers."
"You know the law. If I'm found, I'll be killed," Samuel said, looking away from her sad blue eyes. Elizabeth tore away from his grasp and ran. She didn't know to where she was running. Her clammy hands clutched her dress, holding it up so she wouldn't trip. Tears flowed freely down her cheeks. She heard Samuel calling for her from a good distance behind.
Elizabeth finally ran out of breath at the edge of a cliff. The sun was just about to disappear. She looked towards the sun and whispered to herself, "Papa, Samuel's leavin' me too....Why'd you have to go?"
Samuel came running up behind her and yelled her name. When she turned to face him, though, she didn't see her love; she saw her father. Blood was seeping from a gun shot wound to the head. She backed up, afraid of the vision. Her father stepped closer. She took another step back and felt her heels lean a little off the cliff. Again, the vision came closer. She felt herself fall backwards off the cliff.
"Elizabeth!" Samuel yelled, just to late to save her.
~10 years later~
Samuel looked contently down at his wife, Sarah, who was holding their newborn baby girl.
"Hey Elizabeth. It's me, daddy," he said, smiling at the baby girl. But, in his heart, he was saddened, because this was a reminder of what he used to have.
~(No Title as of right now)~
The sun was setting on the horizon, as the young girl held the hand of the love of her life. A soft breeze caressed her skin as smiled at her lover.
"Elizabeth," the boy said, taking her other hand into his, forcing her to look at him, "I leave tomorrow for the war. I thought it would be best if I waited to tell you, since I was drafted."
Tears swelled in Elizabeth's eyes as she questioned, "Why, Samuel? Why can't you just hide away from the officers."
"You know the law. If I'm found, I'll be killed," Samuel said, looking away from her sad blue eyes. Elizabeth tore away from his grasp and ran. She didn't know to where she was running. Her clammy hands clutched her dress, holding it up so she wouldn't trip. Tears flowed freely down her cheeks. She heard Samuel calling for her from a good distance behind.
Elizabeth finally ran out of breath at the edge of a cliff. The sun was just about to disappear. She looked towards the sun and whispered to herself, "Papa, Samuel's leavin' me too....Why'd you have to go?"
Samuel came running up behind her and yelled her name. When she turned to face him, though, she didn't see her love; she saw her father. Blood was seeping from a gun shot wound to the head. She backed up, afraid of the vision. Her father stepped closer. She took another step back and felt her heels lean a little off the cliff. Again, the vision came closer. She felt herself fall backwards off the cliff.
"Elizabeth!" Samuel yelled, just to late to save her.
~10 years later~
Samuel looked contently down at his wife, Sarah, who was holding their newborn baby girl.
"Hey Elizabeth. It's me, daddy," he said, smiling at the baby girl. But, in his heart, he was saddened, because this was a reminder of what he used to have.
