"Good morning everyone!" Lilith sang, jumping out of her sleeping bag. She found her box of matches and lit the lantern at her side, illuminating the entire room. She tiptoed around the others on the ground, careful not to trip over anybody. It was only a short way to the pantry, their temporary living space wasn't that big, but it was fine. Everything was fine.
Lilith opened the pantry and scanned the shelves. Only one can of soup left. No one else would mind if I took it, right? Blake should be back with more food soon. She thought to herself while taking the soup can. She looked around for a can opener and cracked it open, sitting in the far corner of the room. Lilith didn't want anybody to see her eat it, she knew no one would mind but she still felt guilty about it. She ate the soup straight out of the can, Lilith hated the taste but Bela seemed to enjoy it and there weren't many options nearby.
She threw it in the trash can that was almost overflowing. Nobody liked taking out the trash so they refused to do it. No one has cracked yet, despite it taking up quite a bit of room, Lilith wasn't going to be the first. Nobody had gotten up so she decided to try to draw. Lilith wasn't the best, not even close, but Rue was an amazing artist and always encouraged her to keep trying and Lilith was getting better, or at least now the others could tell what she was drawing, sometimes.
Lilith grabbed Rue's sketchbook, a pencil and her own piece of paper. It was crumpled, a bit stained and had words on the back but she didn't feel like looking for something else and even though Rue said it was fine, she would never draw in Rue's sketchbook. She flipped to a random illustration and began trying to copy it. Lilith broke them into shapes, used her own body as a reference and tried to remember everything she was taught and it did come out decently. When she tried to draw from her own imagination it looked like a mess.
"I give up!" She groaned, slamming the pencil down, "I wonder where Blake left his cards?" Blake had taught her a few card games and he was really good at them. Every now and then Lilith would win a round but she knew it was only because he let her. I bet he'd love to play some games when he comes back. She thought and looked around for the deck. Careful not to step on anyone, she walked around the small space. She found Cain clutching the deck in his hands, he must've been practicing magic again, she thought, gently removing his fingers and taking the deck from him. Then she walked back to the far corner and set the cards down, shuffling them and arranging them the way Blake had taught her. Then she waited.
And waited.
And waited.
Lilith yawned and decided to take a nap. Blake would wake her up when he came back so they could play together. She tiptoed towards her sleeping bag and put out the lantern, the light was probably a disturbance anyway. She tucked herself into bed and closed her eyes, "Goodnight everybody," Lilith said sleepily, trying to ignore the rotting smell that was getting worse by the day. Trying to forget about the crimson pools Bela, Rue and Cain were lying in, still not yet dry.
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One month writing challenge!
Short StoryI'm writing a story everyday for the month of July, to see if giving myself a challenge to complete will stop me from procrastinating. If I miss a day hold me accountable and me what to write, and remember I'm always open to any feedback. Let's see...
