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 Posted: Tue Jan 17, 2006 10:20 pm
Well i like to write, incase none of you knew that. Most of the time my stories go unfinished, but i will get around to finishing them all. Soo i will start off by posting an English assignment, and yes, it is finished.
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Posted: Tue Jan 17, 2006 10:21 pm
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Posted: Wed Jan 18, 2006 9:36 am
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Posted: Wed Jan 18, 2006 5:20 pm
He sat in his car while the light was red. His head was set down on the wheel while a million thoughts raced through it. He knew it would only be a matter of time before his wife found out. What he didn't know was that it would be tonight. A fateful storm was about to swoop in and end the life he knew forever. His head rose as he heard the soft beating of rain drops against his window. As the light turned green, he started to slowly go. The storm was picking up now. He flipped on his wipers and sped up a bit. He didn't care whether he got home in one piece, he just wanted to get home...
The woman arose from her sleep as she heard thunder crash against her window. She placed a hand on her heart, making sure she was still alive. He immediatly got up, realising that her husband was not in bed beside her. Was he alright? Would we make it home? Where was he? These were all thoughts that were running through her head. She raced to the living room and peered out the window. He wasn't there. Of course not, she had only noticed that he had been gone only a minute earlier. She paced by the window in her faded flannel gown. It only took about 5 minutes before her husband drove up, but to her it seemed like an eternity. She raced out to hold him as soon as he got out of his car. The wind was howling and the rain was coming down hard. As the wind blew a strong gust in her face she noticed a new perfume smell. As the lightning rolled across the sky, and the glisten in her eye, her husband knew that she knew. Her eyes widened right before she slapped him. She ran into her house, ignoring her husband, who was calling after her. She ran to the bathroom and locked the door. She knew what she was looking for, her husbands gun. It wasn't long before she found it. The next thing she heard was a knock at the door, and her husbands voice. After that came a loud bang, as she shot him twice through the door. Not much is known of the story after that. Just that she dropped her new born off on a neighbours doorstep before driving off. She was never seen again, some say that she drove off a cliff. Others say she walked into the ocean and never stopped. No one really knows, but they do know that on that fateful stormy night, a love went cold. A baby lost her parents, and two people lost their lives...
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Posted: Thu Jan 19, 2006 10:01 pm
As she lay awake in her bed, she looks over at her husband. She new it was only a matter of time before he would get the call. The war was just reaching its peak, and the US army needed as many willing soldiers it could get. The year was 1944, and the States were in the middle of all the action. Her husband seemed to be sleepying peacefully next to her, but she knew that he was dreading the call as much as she was. As the phone rang, she knew it could only be for one reason. Her husband rolled over and slowly picked up the phone, it was silent for a minute while he listened to what was being told. She let out a gasp as her husbands last words were "thank you sir" before he hung up. He rose out of bed and started to get changed into his uniform. She stayed in bed until he was fully clothes, but even then she had the thought that if she never got up, he never had to go. That wasn't that case at all. She forced herself to get up, tears were streaming down her face now. The first thing she did was leap into his arms and sob. For the next ten minutes he sat on the edge of the bed holding her. It was hard for a newly married couple to go through this, but he always told himself that fighting for his country came first. Neither of them said a word, there was nothing to say really. Five more minutes passed while they sat there, finally the horn of a buggy rung through the house. He stood slowly and walked toward the door with her. He placed a kiss on her lips and then a soft one on her cheek. He whispered something in her ear before exiting the house and getting in the buggy...
She sat on her window sill, hand pressed up against the window. Tear drops beated agains the sill as she watched him drive off. She wished he could stay, but there was no way. She watched as he disappeared into the ealry morning fog. She closed her eyes and imaged his face as soon as he was out of sight. The tears were still rolling down her face. She wasn't only faced with her husband leaving, but she was also pregnant. She had not told her husband of that, it would worry him to much. She finally dragged herself away from the window after about a hour of sitting there. Her face was tear stained and her breathing was slower. The last words that he spoke to her would forever be in her head. "I will return to you..."
A year passed while her husband was at war. She had given birth to a baby boy. She named him Jake, after the dad. Everytime she looked at the baby she remembered her husband. That gave her hope that he would return to her. They had exchanged letters while he was gone, but one letter would change it all. One rainy day she received the last letter that she would from him...Here is what was said...
My Dearest Madeline,
It has been 378 days since i last saw your face. Each day that i am not with you is harder than the last. It is nearing the end of the war and i will be discharged once it ends. In just over a month i will be home to you and Jake. There is one last battle to be fought, however, the men seem cheery that it will be an easy win, but i have my doubts. I don't want to alarm you, but i am on the front line. Tonight is the night before the battle. You will be on my mind the whole time, you will get me through it alive. I love you more and more each day. If i do not return, do not weep. I do not want your life to be faulted because of me. I am enclosing my cross, give it to Jake for me, to remember me by.
Remember, I Will Return To You.
You Are My Hope And Love,
Jake
Her heart sunk as she read what it had to say. She knew that he would not return in body, and she knew that he meant that he would return in spirit. She fell to her knees and cried. There was no father for her baby, and no husband for her side. She vowed to do as he wanted her to. She would go out and find someone new, but the memory of her husband would live on forever.
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Posted: Fri Jan 20, 2006 9:13 pm
Ohhh good use of imagery in that one...
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