An exercise in creative writing

Friday, May 9, 2008

Clarity

Lizzy is sitting on the stone floor. Her knees are bent and she is holding her ankles tightly and shaking. Sweat is running down her temples and join with her salty tears at the apple of her cheeks.

Noises keep appearing in her head and she tries to shut them off. She is shaking her head feverishly but it doesn't help so she starts bumping her head into the brick wall. She bangs it repeatedly in a constant rhythm. The place where her forehead clashes with the wall starts to swell and change colors - from pale, almost white to rosy, to crimson red, to blue, to deep purple.

Lizzy thinks the pain can make the noises go away so she ignores it and go on slamming her head against the wall, stronger and stronger. "Why don't the noises go away, I just want a minute of clarity", she shouts silently.


--Time's up--

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