Hello all you lovely readers!
I would like to begin by apologizing for not updating this past month, honestly speaking, I wasn’t inspired by much. Well the past is the past and now I have decided to start a series called Mind Bites. These will be one-liners or short paragraphs with deep/ quirky meanings and I will post one each week! I hope you all enjoy this! ~ Angie
Who said I was lost? I’m just following the map in my heart.
He handed me the knife firmly, I could feel the difference between the warmth of his skin and the cool touch of the metal. I wasn’t sure if I was afraid or not but the situation was definitely intimidating.
He silently nodded and I walked forward, the knife clutched tightly in my right hand, ready to strike. I headed towards today’s task.
My weapon was sharp enough to do the job quickly but my hands were shaking in fear, If I made a mistake it would all be over.
Taking in a deep breath I took one last step to the counter and quickly began chopping the vegetables, this was my test for becoming a permanent chef at a five-star restaurant and I had to do my best.
Well there you go! Another surprise ending! I hope it was as good as the previous one. Sorry for not posting for so long.
This was based on a quote my father shared with me “If someone hands you a knife, it’s your decision whether you use it to chop vegetables or kill someone”
This is a dream; it’s all just a bad dream and when I open my eyes it will disappear. But… what if it doesn’t?
Does this mean that my brother is really dead? Was I actually kidnapped and did I escape?
This can’t be true, no, it just can’t.
I broke down, right there, grieving over the experiences of the past week, reality finally washing over me as the adrenaline rush ended. I never asked to be the child of two gangsters but this was my fate and now it’s too late to run from it.
I took a deep breath in and wiped the tears that had caked my face, I’ve suffered enough. Now it’s time for Revenge.
Your nightmares are my reality and it’s my job to turn them into daydreams.
Standing on the edge the sounds are almost inaudible, the hundreds of people seem miles away. All I can hear is the sound of my heart, pumping blood to every part.
The deep abyss lies before me, tempting me to fall in. Into the bone-chilling cool that hurts until you get used to it. I’m so close, so close to loosing myself into a force powerful enough to kill me.
Something in me is afraid but nearly 99% is willing to take the risk and so I do.
Following a gunshot I let myself fall in, headfirst, and there’s a loud sound that replays in my mind until I begin to move, battling the force. Not seeing. Not thinking.
I only stop when I’ve reached a wall. I made it I won the swimming championship!