My eyes were closed and my hands were over my ears, but I could still hear the screaming as the Raiders beat my family and dragged them away. My brother had seen them come and had hidden me in here, in the cellar, with the cold, engulfing darkness…alone.
The screaming and yelling stopped and I can hear the horses riding away. I wonder if mom and dad and Simon still be here, or if the Raiders took them.
I climbed off the grimy dirt floor and clambered up the wooden…Continue
The Beautiful Ending
“Move along!” The guard shoves me, hard. I fall to the damp ground and crumple. My wrists start bleeding from where the metal cuffs cut into my flesh. “Get up!” His heavy leather boots start digging into my back.
I don’t want to get up.
I’m going to die of my own free will, not being led like a sheep to the slaughterhouse. I will die here, with the German’s…Continue
I'm having problems finishing my novels.
I have sooo many ideas with sooo many characters and plots that I have to start to write about them...only to stop and put the story on hold while I write my next idea.
Do you have similar problems? Or am I the only one with this problem?
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