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Gabby

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Screaming.
My throat burns from it.
A loud piercing scream.

Blood covers his body, his eyes staring and vacant the life gone from them. I only huddle in a corner and scream. I did this to him. I killed him. There's no sense denying it. My blood covered hands clutch at my head my sharp nails digging into my skin. The pain is lost to me. I scramble farther back. Retreating into the darkness. I want it to swallow me. I don't want to see...i don't want to see the shell of the life i've taken. Pain cracks through my skull. My screaming is cut off. My head pounds, fast and hard. I can only hold my head in shock. No...it happening again...the pain... How many times must i go through it? Black spots cloud my vision as my body sways. A small squeak escapes my lips as my body rushes forward to meet the cold concrete. Darkness enfolds around me as i began to fall. Sinking deeper into nothingness.
* * *

Somethings shaking me. I stay still trying to hear the voice calling my name. I cant hear it, thick cotton is stuck in my ears blocking them. I try to move, try to unplug my ears, i cant. My body is as heavy as led. My eyelids peel open, bright sunshine momentarily blurring my vision before it becomes clear. A boy is shaking me, desperately calling out my name. I realize i'm not breathing.

I gasp swallowing large gulps of oxygen. The boy sighs in relief. I blink. Thick black hair stands up in a messy disarray, hazel eyes stare at me relief filling them. He smiles and moves a dark Strand of hair out of my face. Oh, its Avery. My brother.
"Thank god. I thought you were dead, y-you weren't breathing-i panicked-then you opened your eyes-god i really thought you were dead this time." Avery shakes his head in disbelief a small smile still on his face. I wait to see if he's going to continue. He doesn't. "Well, i'm not." I rasped quietly. I put a hand to my throat surprised at the sound of my voice, small and strange. I need water.
"Come on lets get you some water." Avery says holding out a hand. I take it and we walk quietly downstairs. A familiar routine. First the nightmares, then the screaming, the pain, someone shaking me awake, no breathing, finally i'm waking up and hearing sighs of relief.
I cant get used to it and neither can my family. The night mares seem so real...so vivid. Out of control...i cant tame them.

"Here."
Avery's voice breaks me out of my thoughts. I look up to see him holding a glass of water. I smile and take the cold glass in my hands gratefully. I drink feeling cold taste of water running down my throat. Better, much better. When i finish i set the glass on the table and sigh. Avery smiles glad to see me feeling better. I'm glad too.

Thats all i got i didnt know what to do after that. What do you think of it so far?
Thnx for answering :)
 
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