Writing Sample - #1.
The brunette laid there, too restless to go to sleep, but too tired to get up and do something. Unbeknownst to her, the world outside of her bedroom murmured softly, speaking the words of her misfortune. It too was on her mind. In fact, it was what was keeping her awake.
How angry her mother had been as the doctor left the premises. The confusion she had felt in the spur of the moment made her cry, even now as she relooked at the previous situation.
She was still agitated. She had risen her voice at her mother, yet was not sure how loudly or coherently it had come out. She could not hear herself or others, but the signs she saw then seemed to hurt more than any argument before. She had ruined their family just because Mama hadn’t explained everything to her truthfully.
That wasn’t to say Melchior had no blame.
Mama forbid her from seeing him, which only made her bawl harder under her covers.
He had convinced her everything was without sin, and what had she done? Blindly accepted it, stupidly going against the word of both her dear Mother and God Himself.
What was to be of her next? What would her mother make her do with the child? Melchior had been expelled from his school, and contact with him was quickly dwindling. She needed him now. To be reassured that everything would be alright, and that she had big news.
Ah, to be 14 and ignorant.