Darkness

By: Maggie Stewart

The world is screaming

But I can barely hear it

The walls are closing in

But I can't feel them

There a million shadows

But I can't see them

My skin is paling

My eyes are clouding

My yells are muting

Darkness

Eternal Darkness

The Darkness with no light

Maggie looked down from her poem and sighed deeply. Everyone was quiet, including Vendetta. Maggie looked up at everyone and whispered, "This is all how we are destined to die." She almost shot an angry glare at Vendetta, but she held it back. She knew the consequences for disturbing the young dictator. She walked silently to her desk. Mort was now trembling from her poem. Mr. Milk soberly looked up and said, "I'm guessing it's time for recess." Vendetta looked outside the window, clearly in a bad mood. As a bad mood, I don't mean angry. I mean extremely, extremely depressed. "Sure, whatever." She sighed. She lay her head down on her desk and thought. Thought hard.

VENDETTA'S POV

What did I turn Clamburg into? Why did I have to express my mixed feelings this way? Why couldn't I just spit it out that I had a crush on Marvin, that fiend making wasn't my real idea of fun? Why did I pretend to love Grudge? Why did everyone important to me in my life have to die? Why? Why? Why? It's all so confusing! What exactly is so horrible about Charlotte? Why am I evil? Why am I even questioning myself? I didn't want everyone to live a cold, hard death. I wanted Clamburg back to the way it used to be, to the way it was meant to be.

I, Vendetta, should be killed.