CaniculeCanicule by BlackFelix09
It was one of those lazy summer days, happy, but not in that boppy, up-tempo way; it was slow, but slipping away too fast all the same.
It was one of those perfect days, beautiful, carefree, and filled with the promise of happiness, bursting with warm contentment.
It was one of those days where you simply could not worry, one of those days where your fears seemed to slip away, blown gently along with the soft wind.
I let the sun wash over me, welcoming the warmth that made my skin tingle. I stood there, taking a long minute to enjoy the moment, savouring it. I could feel the vitamin D soaking into my skin, flowing through my veins, making me feel so gloriously light-headed. I drifted through my own distant world, listening to the far away sounds of morning traffic and peaceful bird chatter. It all made me want to spread my arms and fly, fly forever with the warm breeze, carefree, eternally happy.
The heat beats down on my small body, which lies still in order to immerse itself in the m
The Power of Wordsthey thought words were harmlessThe Power of Words by elisejwtts
they had their aim pointed at her
all ready to shoot her with hurtful words
she thought to herself "why me?"
they fired, hitting every inch of her body
the words absorbed into her skin, into her mind
the powerful words soon were a part of her
she, worn down, pushed around, beaten up, and torn apart, now believed them
they didn't realize how strong words really were
more powerful then physical violence
they were oblivious to the fact until one day
her parents came to her room on a Saturday morning to wish her a happy birthday
only to find her lifeless body laying on the ground
she left the world the same day she entered
but, what will never be forgotten
is the words fired at her months ago
scratched into her skin by a razor
all over her body were the names she was called
etched permanently for them to see
the power of words
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