The day began beautifully, as the first ray of light peeked, through the darkened gray clouds, like a ray of hope. Hope that it will all end, all of the pain and sufferance, all of the hurt life brings, to begin anew. To change life for the better, helping people in there time of need, withering away death, and creating life. Then, the light was gone, eaten by the clouds, rain came down, and life was once again foul. There was no light for many days to come, not from the sun, the moon, or the stars, just utter darkness, as though something unholy was this way to come. Death then came riding upon a flaming horse, to enlist possible recruits to drag down, into the fiery depths of hell, I could just sit and watch in horror. Horror of thinking who, who would be next, me, my friends, my next-door neighbors pets. I couldn’t believe it, this all happened, it began so beautifully, then came complete horror and unrest. By: Chris Musolf 10/3/98
Reason for writing:
I was once again bored so i worte this.
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