Here's another one, i don't own anything. :) enjoy
A girl rushed into a magnificent room with a fireplace roaring on the den. She was followed suit by a man. Their shadows towered on the background. If you were only watching their shadows you will know the story of the two, for their body can not betray what they are feeling at the moment. It was as if you were watching a puppet show.
" No! You can not do this to me!" , the girl screamed, her shadow faced her father, " I am your daughter! Your only child!". The man halted with his hands on his sides
" That is why I'm doing this", the man explained, his shadow gently slapped the back of his right palm to his left palm, " I'm helping you".
" Help?! You do not help me by letting me be taken by them Father!" the girl screamed her reason while her hands is gesturing in the air. Her shadows made her feelings more comprehensible.
"Please understand that I am doing this for you, you can not live like the way you have been living", the man said trying. His shadow opened his arms.
" But I have been living life just how I want it to be! I didn't much have problems until now!'', the girl still screaming her argument. Devesatation can be heard from her voice. Her arms is still flailing and pointed atn her chest as she said those words. Then her shadow turned her back on him with her arms accross her chest.
" But.." , the man tried to say something as his shadow stepped forward to reach out to his daughter but her shadow turned sharply that you can see the shadow of her curls is still bouncing from of the swiftness of her turn . " Mother will never let this happen to me." The man was cut off and never finished what he was about to say. He closed his mouth with resolve. He never thought her daughter will go that far. This is not unknown to her daughter but it was her only chance and it seemed like it back fired. She knows she is going to far but so is his father.
The shadow of the hem of his coat rose up above his knees . The man stood impossibly straight and told her with a flat affect threat, his hands in a ball firmly set on his side. "You will leave tomorrow at dawn. I am still your father and you are my daughter, you will do as your told. End of discussion."
The shadow of the man turned to leave but half way through from the door he was stopped by a soft defeated voice, " Yes, my Father", so soft it bounced of more on the four walls than her scream. Her shadow turned slowly as she said those words.
The man turned around to say something like forgiveness but refrained with what he saw. Her daughter has her back on him, looking outside the night with her hands on her mouth to stifle her cry. His shadow stooped his head shaking to the sides. This crushed him knowing he caused her this pain. But he has to stand by with his decision. This is for her own sanity. His shadow turned around and walked out through the door never looking back.
The girl saw his reflection turn from the darkness of the window. As he close the door she stopped suppressing the tears and broke down on her knees thinking of what has become of her. Only her cries can be heard and the crackling roar from the fire pit. And only a heap of something black shaking on the floor along with silhouettes of the furniture and table can be seen on the wall.
The shortest i've written so far, but it goes withe story thanks for reading:)
an uhmm i hope i conveyed enough with the shadows and stuff. tell me if you had a hard time understanding this chapter so i can make it better.