HEY! Finally over my writers block :D Anyways, we had a school assignment to write a story about anything as long as it didn't have the letter E. A LOT harder than it sounds. Anyways, I wrote this up. It's kinda sad, but I'd appreciate reviews :
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Burn baby burn, burn, burn
Burn down, down, down
Burn may hurt, hurt, hurt
I fought for my Organization, my family. I was proud to say I'm part of it. I was proud to say I fought. But now I fight against my family that was. And tonight is not similar to past nights. I know a bad thing will hit tonight. If only I had known what irony was said just now. Fast as a lightning bolt , I'm struck by maroon color. It's pain sinks in as I go down. I drop, I roll, and can't avoid a burn so vicious and hot. I hurt and sting and shout in pain. Now I'm giving up. Colors around my burnt skin go down and a dark hair boy runs toward my body and says things I slowly pick up. Oh, how witty I can act, I think as I say small, sarcastic words back to him. I talk about a girl, that girl who I had hurt for my 'family'. This boy and this girl had a bond I can't say I know. Who would think two humans could act that way? I know I can't. But our words soon go away and I look up to a gray sky for a sign, a signal, anything. I'm numb now, and blurry vision floods my sight. This is it, oh I know it is. I think of how fun it all was. I'm not sad, or unhappy I'm going this way. I just wish that I had that boy standing by for my last day. That short and funny boy who always stood by. I want to talk to him again. Now my arms and body go cold and my last sight is my platinum hair buddy sitting by my body and a shout to hold on from him I cannot, and will not do.
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An Axel Tribute