Book Of Narratives

This book is not an actual story, but it is different descriptions and narratives I have writen by describing a photo; while others are just thoughts that I write down when my emotions get too much, and I right them down as a way of coping.

*Excerpt 1*

It is engraved into her mind, her heart, her soul, engraved like the sentimental words upon a marble gravestone, the chipped words pour out all of her emotions, playing them like a film. A film of determination, forcing her to watch, the hands of time holding her face sternly, adamant on forcing her suffering. To feel the guilt she had just about managed to suppress for all these days.

*Excerpt 2*

And like a blustery storm, they came back at her in vengeance, audacity, incredulity;furious for being pushed back so violently sudden. Now she bares the consequences; not just physically, but also mentally.

She was tired.

She was tired of EVERYTHING.

All the raging emotions took too much of a toll on her body. The pain, the grief, the anger, the hurt, the utmost BETRAYAL one could ever feel. All swirling through Veronica's mind, heart and soul.

Excerpt 3*

A bolt of lightning surges down from the sky, so intent on its purpose of causing fear, making Suzy take in a deep comforting breath. The fog and mist wraps around the whole area; choking and suffocating her like a hand holding her neck in a tight vice grip, cutting off her airway momentarily.

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