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Waiting
I was curled up in bed, staring into the blackness of my closed eyelids. Holding tight to my stuffed friend that reminded me of home, even though it made my hands and arms warm I still held her close. My body was only partially covered due to the heat accompanied by my blankets and the heat still hanging around outside despite the sun going down hours ago. The soft pounding in my head from too much caffeine was hard to ignore, especially when caffeinated drinks didn’t often find their way to my system. I tried to focus on the quiet whooshing from the tires of cars passing by my apartment, but could only hear the hum of the dripping AC in my hallway. Deep inside sounding as if it were panting from its tired attempts to keep running as it should be, making the soft pounding in my head feel like someone was lightly hitting a drum in the back of my ears. I was hoping my early morning would’ve let my body rest by now, but it stays awake listening to the sounds bounce around my walls like a tunnel. Waiting until it would be silenced and all noise forgotten, waiting until I would fall asleep.
By Kaylee Henrickson7 years ago in Poets
Excerpts From Book 1
Prologue Some battles are private; they stand alone, answering to no one. Nowhere Boy is a strange man on stolen land, left to suffer at the hands of Damage Bandits. These thieves of virtue have stood the test of time. A rebel to his mind, resisting the lineage of a warrior calling within, choosing to remain unknown, defined by his skin. Surrounded by so much confusion; as fear, oppression, and hate boil within. How bad can it be, born free, only to grow older in this world he had no choice in calling home? How bad can it be, born free, only to grow older and learn that what others own in this world, I only lease?
By Joe Francisco7 years ago in Poets
