<3--[Emily's Freewriting]--<<
5 posters
Page 1 of 1
<3--[Emily's Freewriting]--<<
Hello!
I'm a bit confused about something; Is every new day a new story?
I hope so, because that's what I'm going to be doing.
I have some really good ideas planned (:
~ Emily
I'm a bit confused about something; Is every new day a new story?
I hope so, because that's what I'm going to be doing.
I have some really good ideas planned (:
~ Emily
04-22-2010
Maturity-Death, Pain, PG13
Fantasy-Low
- Spoiler:
- I had spent forty seven nights here, wherever here was. I had lost all traces of myself; no longer did I have a personality, nor did I feel emotions. I was a walking skeleton, all skin and bone. Mussleman. That's what they called people like me. Some workers found it offensive, but why be offended by the truth?
No longer did I miss all of the ones I had lost, nor was I pained to throw the dead bodies of people like me, Jewish people, into these ovens where they'd be burnt into ash. I only felt one emotion, though it was on a very rare occasion that I did feel it. Hope. Not for me - oh no, I had given up on living a month before, even though it was said that it you lasted a month they'd let you survive. But yes, at times I did feel hope. For my family.
We'd been separated on the cattle cars and they had been sent to a different route than I had. And news around here traveled quick, so if anyone had seen them, I would eventually find out. So maybe, somewhere out there, they were still alive. "Or maybe they had been killed before they left the cattle cart," a voice tugged in my head, though I shook it off. But maybe... Maybe... Maybe they escaped and got out of this living coffin.
I went back into the wooden shelves where we slept and I laid down, not that my work was over. Today's fill had been more than usual and it worried me to see the deaths come in larger loads a day. Already we were burning about a thousand dead bodies and this had been going on a few good months before I arrived. It sickened me. Well, not anymore. It used to. Like I said before, I had no emotions. If I were to die right now, I don't think I'd know if I'd object. I'd be fine with it, would I be living. They said that over time my personality would return, but I knew it would get much worse before it got better.
Waking up the next morning at sharply 5 a.m., I retreated to the gas ovens, my usual work place. But just before I reached it, a strong hand gripped my shoulder and turned me around, shoving me against the cold metallic wall. "Don't get too excited for work, you filthy Jew," the Nazi worker, known as Ruck, spat on me, before sloshing a bucket of iced water over me. I shivered, my body practically freezing solid against the already chilled air.
"Now get to work!" he slapped the side of my face with his riffle as I scattered into the small metal hut. Luckily, in here we were protected from the icy rain and wind. However, we still weren't protected from the disease, smell, and hardship of the work we were doing.
There was already a pile of stacked bodies filling the trough beside me and I laid them onto the gurney-resembling structure, before scooting them into the burning embers. I stopped, however, at the last body. "Ayala-leh," I cried out in pain, hardly recognizing her starved face and shaved body. "No talking!" a Nazi commander barked out. "Ayala!" I repeated, collapsing on the corpse of my wife. No longer did I have hope... "Quit fooling around, peasant!" the man demanded, walking over to me and getting ready to slap me across the face.
I caught is wrist just before it hit my face and I shoved him back. "Your a sick man!" I screamed, protecting the body of my wife as he charged at me. "Your all sick men! You should die, you deserve to-" I was cut off as he cornered me against the gas oven. "Burn!" I yelled as he pushed me into the oven and I was scorched until I was limp and lifeless. My voice continued to echo through the room though, until it was muffled over by the man's confident snickering.
06/04/2010
Maturity - Some romance, not much
Fantasy - None
-2beworkedon-
Last edited by <3--[Emily]--<< on 6/4/2010, 8:00 am; edited 1 time in total
<3--[Emily]--<<- Best-Selling Author
- Forte -
Shiner -
Hearts -
Master Emerald -
Posts : 8434
Join date : 2009-12-29
Age : 28
Re: <3--[Emily's Freewriting]--<<
Is every new day a new story?
Yeah. ^^
This first one here, wow. *-* Good job.
Re: <3--[Emily's Freewriting]--<<
Wow.
This reminds me of something.
But it was good. (;
This reminds me of something.
But it was good. (;
leah_hope92- Best-Selling Author
- Posts : 9887
Join date : 2010-01-22
Re: <3--[Emily's Freewriting]--<<
*twitch, twitch* Whoa T.T
That was awesome
And yes, everyday is a new story =D
That was awesome
And yes, everyday is a new story =D
Re: <3--[Emily's Freewriting]--<<
Hehehe thanks guys (: I'm not sure whether to take 'wow' as a good or bad thing, so I'll take it as a good thing xD.
Learning about the holocaust in LA... @_@
Learning about the holocaust in LA... @_@
<3--[Emily]--<<- Best-Selling Author
- Forte -
Shiner -
Hearts -
Master Emerald -
Posts : 8434
Join date : 2009-12-29
Age : 28
Similar topics
» WCL's Freewriting
» My freewriting !!
» The Epic Freewriting of Kumori Sundavhor
» Akeria's Freewriting
» Selene's Freewriting.
» My freewriting !!
» The Epic Freewriting of Kumori Sundavhor
» Akeria's Freewriting
» Selene's Freewriting.
Page 1 of 1
Permissions in this forum:
You cannot reply to topics in this forum
|
|