Creative Writing
the first kiss
Speed. Thrill. Adrenaline. Racing along. Not a care in the world.
Warning signs. Corners looming. Car approaching. Panic.
Time stands still. Moments and memories flash before their eyes. Going too fast to stop now.
Breathtaking impact. Moment of ecstasy.
The cars kissed.
the thief in the night
The sound of my Mother’s voice, full of emotion and seriousness, jolted me awake in the early hours of Saturday, the 3rd of December 2016. My room felt dark and cold as I clumsily flipped the blankets away from
myself and fumbled out of bed. Quickly guessing what was happening, I threw a dressing gown over my bed clothes and hurried down the dark, empty corridor, my footsteps echoing off the blank walls. Warmth from a fire quietly burning in the fireplace greeted me as I turned into the lounge, its glow softly lighting up the hospital bed that sat, quiet and still in our homely lounge, its cold steel beams a reflection of its contents.
the christmas lamb
Hello world. Where am I? I’m cold, hungry, and weak and all I want to do is lie down, but I must find food. Ah, there it is, nice warm milk. This must be mum. I like mum. Hey what is that? Looks like a mimi mum. I’m tired now so I’m going to have a sleep. It was hard being born.
Hello again. I’m a big boy now. I have made lots of friends with the things that look like mini mums and we like playing together. We chase each other around all day and play follow the leader. It’s a really fun game.
Sometimes we like to nibble at the green stuff on the ground. Mum likes to eat it so it must be nice but it doesn’t taste very good to us. Her milk is much better but she doesn’t like us drinking that much because we bump her around a bit now that we’re older and stronger.
the humble leaf
I can’t hold on much longer. I’m getting weaker. Today has been a hard one. Seeing my friends go, the ones I have known my whole life, has been difficult. I’m tired so I might go to sleep now. I can’t let go though. Not yet. I must tell you who I am and how I got here.
It all started in the Spring of 2015. I was one of the first to arrive. I saw others arrive too, and some didn’t last long here. It was too rough for them. At night it got pretty cold, and some froze to death. In the morning the grass would be covered in ice, and it took a long time for it to thaw out. I felt pretty sorry for it actually, as I never got that cold.
chasing god
Based on the saying, ‘Run as fast as you can towards God and if anyone keeps up, introduce yourself.’
The rhythmic thump of footsteps beat the soft, brown earth. A lone woman heaved and groaned as if the weight of air was crushing her very existence.
Words tumbled from her dry, cracked lips. “How long, Lord? How much more do I have to endure?”
The comforting Voice of her Father penetrated the atmosphere. “Keep going my Princess. You are so close to home! Don’t give up now!”