• Samantha commented on the post, root 8 years, 2 months ago

    I stood rooted to the ground. I couldn’t move. Fear overwhelmed me and no thoughts came. I knew this was going to be the end–the the final chapter of my life was coming to a close. My captor slowly stepped forward, knowing that I wouldn’t run. He raised his gun so that I was looking […]

  • Samantha commented on the post, swept 8 years, 7 months ago

    She anxiously swept the floor, waiting. It was all she could do to keep the fidgeting to a minimum. This was the day–the day that she had been waiting for for years. The day when World War II would finally end. The door opened and she looked up, her piercing blue eyes anticipating the visitor. […]

  • Samantha commented on the post, microphone 8 years, 8 months ago

    My sweaty hands closed themselves around the sleek, cold microphone. This was the moment of truth–the culmination of months and months of hard work. Regardless of how prepared I was, I was still nervous as hell. In a last-stitch effort to calm myself, I took a deep breath. Then, I opened my mouth and sang.

  • Samantha commented on the post, needle 8 years, 8 months ago

    The needle pierced my skin. At this point, I didn’t even flinch anymore. It was a daily occurrence, and essential part of my lift now, and I could do nothing to change it. After the first time, my life changed–the way I viewed it, what I deemed important–everything. It’s amazing what a simple liquid can […]

  • Samantha commented on the post, revolt 8 years, 8 months ago

    The fire had burned half of city the to the ground. I stood there, in the scorching heat, watching as wall turned to ember and buildings crashed down on one another. I was bruised, beaten, and sore, but nothing could overcome the powerful sensation of accomplishment that had washed over me. It had been years […]

  • Samantha commented on the post, coward 8 years, 8 months ago

    She huddled underneath the table, the only meager protection the room had to offer her. The door slammed open. “Come out, you coward!” a deep voice boomed. Almost against her will, she crawled out from underneath the table and muttered, “I’m not a coward.” But before she even had time to react, the man struck […]