Title: Can Run from Life but not Dreams
Author name: Sakura Le
Author email: Cherryblossoms3786@juno.com
Summary: A chance for peace is not always granted to those who deserve it.
Author's Notes: WOW! It's been forever since I've posted anything here! I've mainly been reading fics and neglected my original story. If anyone reads it, and can think of something to continue it, pls! Pls! Pls! Email or IM me! I have a writer's block over 10 feet tall.and I'm only 5 feet tall! So pls...help! ^_^
Anyways, this is a short story I had to write for my Creative Writing class. The minimum was 300 words so it's very short; but I wanted to post it because I like it. It's based on a futuristic HP storyline. He changed his name b/c he ran away from the wizardry world into the muggle world. So pls read and review!
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All was peaceful on Sunday morning. The sun was rising and those who were already up were basking the serene morning light, while others were nice and warm, tucked in his or her own bed, all comfort by this unusual sense of peace; at least, almost everyone.
James Black, a young man fresh out of college, was not having a peaceful morning. In fact, his morning was anything but. He was tossing and turning, his sheets soaked with sweat; he was having a nightmare. Actual, it wasn't a nightmare but more of a torment; a torment that sprung from a self-inflicted guilt tied in with his past; a past that he had tried to erase from his mind without success. In his dreams, he heard things he thought were true, things that his former friends told him that were not true, before he left them and everything else when he ran away three years prior.
//Dream//
"He was only after you, I didn't have to die, but I did...I did for you!" said his mother.
"You left us, you left us, RIGHT after you dealt with Him. You didn't even give us a chance to celebrate with you! Over your victory!" shouted his ex- girlfriend.
//Dream//
Words after words, phrases after phrases, accusation after accusation, all washed over him in his sleep. When it seem his heart could not take any more guilt, he woke up, sitting straight up in bed, panting, trying to calm himself.
"I'm sorry," he whispered to them, as if they could hear him. "I'm sorry, I couldn't...it was too hard to stay! I'm SORRY!"
James hugged his legs to his chest, and did something he has not let himself do in years, he cried.
That Sunday morning, while all were basking in serenity, he was drowning in tears.
Author name: Sakura Le
Author email: Cherryblossoms3786@juno.com
Summary: A chance for peace is not always granted to those who deserve it.
Author's Notes: WOW! It's been forever since I've posted anything here! I've mainly been reading fics and neglected my original story. If anyone reads it, and can think of something to continue it, pls! Pls! Pls! Email or IM me! I have a writer's block over 10 feet tall.and I'm only 5 feet tall! So pls...help! ^_^
Anyways, this is a short story I had to write for my Creative Writing class. The minimum was 300 words so it's very short; but I wanted to post it because I like it. It's based on a futuristic HP storyline. He changed his name b/c he ran away from the wizardry world into the muggle world. So pls read and review!
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All was peaceful on Sunday morning. The sun was rising and those who were already up were basking the serene morning light, while others were nice and warm, tucked in his or her own bed, all comfort by this unusual sense of peace; at least, almost everyone.
James Black, a young man fresh out of college, was not having a peaceful morning. In fact, his morning was anything but. He was tossing and turning, his sheets soaked with sweat; he was having a nightmare. Actual, it wasn't a nightmare but more of a torment; a torment that sprung from a self-inflicted guilt tied in with his past; a past that he had tried to erase from his mind without success. In his dreams, he heard things he thought were true, things that his former friends told him that were not true, before he left them and everything else when he ran away three years prior.
//Dream//
"He was only after you, I didn't have to die, but I did...I did for you!" said his mother.
"You left us, you left us, RIGHT after you dealt with Him. You didn't even give us a chance to celebrate with you! Over your victory!" shouted his ex- girlfriend.
//Dream//
Words after words, phrases after phrases, accusation after accusation, all washed over him in his sleep. When it seem his heart could not take any more guilt, he woke up, sitting straight up in bed, panting, trying to calm himself.
"I'm sorry," he whispered to them, as if they could hear him. "I'm sorry, I couldn't...it was too hard to stay! I'm SORRY!"
James hugged his legs to his chest, and did something he has not let himself do in years, he cried.
That Sunday morning, while all were basking in serenity, he was drowning in tears.