Wednesday, 6 October 2010

This is a short paragraph called 'Ten'

Fuck knows where this came from, just popped in there as they say. Please don't judge too harshly...

'It was dark. Grey, but with the scent of new summer’s dawn. The rain poured like tears; tears I should be shedding given the circumstance. Content with the result, I felt like skipping. Like throwing down my briefcase, the last relic of the life I’d just walked from.
                The thought of her taunted me, but it was the catalyst I needed to push me over the edge of reason. Do remind me, maybe then I’d…No. This was right. I had been driven to this and I have passed the point of no return.
                I laughed.
                I realised then I’d dropped the briefcase, but it didn’t matter to me anymore. All that mattered was that innocent cry as she lovingly and blindly obeyed her father. Me.

                I thought back to her sweet innocence one last time…'

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