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Joined: Sun Jun 26, 2016 4:39 pm
Posts: 1
Sun Jun 26, 2016 5:18 pm

To any other young writers, lets write a short story. I'll start/

Hours have passed, no days,Thats how long I have been here, still holding onto the fragment of life that I have fought for. I don't remember a thing, but I know 2 things: I need to get up, and I need to get out of here. I'm in some kind of cave, I think. Yes, I see light. I climbed the rocks, getting small scratches in my hands, and then getting them again in the same places, I knew soon they would be scars. I don't care. I finally got to the top. I'm bloody, dirty, and scared. I'm getting nearer to the light though.

             Finally, I walk into the outer world. 

 Re: Amnesia.

Joined: Wed May 11, 2016 8:01 pm
Posts: 270
Sun Jul 03, 2016 3:39 am

My whole body aches, I know I shouldn't be here, I shouldn't be seen, but I don't care. I have escaped. I have done it. But even knowing that, I dive under the layer of foilage.

Once I feel am sheltered from the hostile forces outside, I begin to think. How? How did I do it? How did I rise above the monsters in the dark pit? How...did I fly?

Then I get it. My whole body was aching, including a pair of something beside my shoulder blades.....

I have a pair of wings.

I try to get a better look at them. They're red and have a spike at the end of each tip. They're dragon wings. But that's not possible. I tell myself. How did they get a hold of that kind of DNA? They died years ago....

I only know a few things: I have been mutated, I escaped the demons, and I am on the run. I take a deep breath.

It's time to move on.


 Re: Amnesia.

Joined: Sun Nov 06, 2016 9:27 pm
Posts: 31
Thu Feb 23, 2017 12:27 am

Before I know it, tears are streaming down my mud-caked cheeks. But, I'm not sad. I'm not scared, I'm- lost. Suddenly  the sky above me doesn't seem like my safe haven that I felt it had been for years, it's an empty wilderness. My head lolls on my neck and I can't seem to control myself. My wings flap- once, twice, and suddenly- I'm airborne. My chest heaves as I cry hysterically. I feel like a part of me is dying, what's happening to me?!

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