Cause and Effect - Chapter 1The first-response rescue crews raced down the street passed the Harold residence as John Harold sat on the porch, watching the fires burn not too far down. The fires, a result of the New Madrid earthquake from just a week ago, rolled out thick black smoke into the sky above, flames licking at the murky sky hungrily. If the winds didn't change then Johnny's family wouldn't have to worry about being evacuated.The 17-year-old teen dug into his icebox that sat next to him and pulled out an old-style long-neck bottle of Coca-Cola as he continued to gaze at the fire. Not awe or anguish, but just an air of blankness surrounded him. Some would pro
Dave and violet. The first.12.01am, Violet's phone began to vibrate with a rage, sending movements through her pillow right onto her head. The music shortly followed, and as "the bird and the worm" began to sound, a sigh of anger and confusion was let out from Violet's lips. As she muttered"stupide fucking phone alarm" she pulled her pillow around her head, covering her ears, trying to fall into her deep slumber, despite the bellowing music and vibrations.Her sigh of anger and confusion repeated, yet this time simply of relief as her phone has stopped and returned to it's once silent state. Left alone to her own sound once more Violet pulled her quilt (which for so
Tomorrow will be a better day.Tomorrow…tomorrow will be a better day.The horizon tries to make me believe it's true.I can't suppress a question that hammers on my forehead:"how can I believe that?"i'm emptying a growing armful of tears into the sea.pushing weak breaths back into my lungs.claustrophobia fills my bones, i just want to break out of this tight skin,and run with the sun dogs,returning only on the days before a blue moon.i sit right at the water's edge,toes buried into the moist sand,knees to my chin,and sprawled hands to the side,continuously swirling her name in calligraphy,as the foam washes her away.the whipping cream fr
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