POWER
I’m lost somewhere, a place I can’t describe. I went far away from the world I loved the most. I went West to East and North to South and this place I found. I’m stuck here with sadness, knowing no one will see or find me. Now tears are rolling down my cheeks. Can someone give me a handkerchief please? I sat here with nothing to do. It’s also awfully so dark, I can’t see you! I feel I’m going to blow in pieces, just wait and see. I’m stuck in this box awaiting, will someone save me from this catastrophe. I wish to only come out of this wicked place and understand how I got here in the first place. I’m sitting in a corner with my eyes closed and thought about how I got into this sticky mess.
Then I took a pencil a very sharp one indeed and a perfect piece of paper you see, and I thought some more and more and opened my eyes the room was no longer dark but bright. I poured out the words from my heart and head on to this piece of paper and realized I’m not WEAK and STUPID. I don’t look WIERD and AWKWARD. There was no more sadness but love. I’m me, a perfect me. Now I know who I am. In fact, every trait and look I have is special. I may be different but not bad. I’m perfect how I am. I have my way; I have my power. And I will always stay like this.
All I needed to do was to look within, and within my love, joy, sadness, and blessing I found the light within me. The doors opened and I was out. The wicked place was gone and no more existed. I felt free, I knew it was all in me. The world I thought was dark, became bright again. I closed my eyes for the last time I remembered the memory lane. I remembered every day when I was happy and sad, and I will never forget this one too. Today I found something, I didn’t know before. And now I’m happy with my inner strength I found. I’m free and so are you and all we have do is look within!
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Sruthi – As an English teacher myself, I am highly impressed with your writing! You do very well to bring emotion into your short stories. They are quite captivating! One way you might consider ending a reflective piece like this is to write a few lines inviting the reader to try something for themselves (try writing out their thoughts, for example). With you poetic style, I think a well-written invitation for the reader to join you in the actions you took in the story would be powerful.
I rlly like this story bc of ur detail, and ur usage of words makes me want to read it over and over again.
good job sruthi!
this is my favorite one, i love how u added lots of emotion, and feelings to this story.
I love how you described the power of using a pencil, and how it helped you see things more clearly. You are a wonderful writer. 🙂
Wonderful feel… nicely written 👌 👌… interesting….good
thank you!