Description Reference

Circumstantial Descriptions

Here below are descriptions for different circumstances. Be warned some are dark and angsty so proceed with caution and awareness.

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Anger flowed off in waves. It seared my skin and pricked my eyes. How dare he call me a slut? After all I did for him. The hours spent on the phone. The constant sacrifices. Disbelief fueled my anger bringing it to a fiery rage. I will not take this lying down. I refuse it.

Sadness laid thick in the viewing room. A mother wept. A widow cried. Children left behind sat in shock. But they stood victorious beside each other. He could not keep them apart. Even in his last dying breath. 

Blood stained his palms as he held her body flush to his. The color and warmth draining from her eyes. He did not mean for this to happen. Did not mean to get her involved. And now she laid cold and lifeless in his arms. Caught in the crossfire of a pointless war.

Is death to be feared? Or should it be welcomed? This question plagued her mind as she stood. Looking. Leaning. Peering into the dark water far below the bridge. She asked this question often. And her curiosity could only be suppressed for so long.

Sobs filled her throat choking it violently. Tears pricked her eyes as they streaked her face. Her hand clutched the middle of her chest as her heart shattered.

My heart swelled with joy. Pure joy. My body buzzed as we ran around with no care in the world. Youthful. Free. Careless. Oblivious.

Like a flashlight in a power outage he lit up his world. The dark and dreary despair was now replaced with brilliant colors that danced around him.