Tallulah Sparrow
Young writer, hope you like it!
Tallulah Sparrow
Young writer, hope you like it!
Young writer, hope you like it!
Young writer, hope you like it!
I know where all the missing socks go.
When I created the dryer I took it from the gods they said to me
“You have done good but only at a price”
I didn’t feel scared but it was like a warm liquid was pouring on my skin it healed my scar
“ your drowning” I though to my self
“ every sock that is lost will be swept away int o a world of wonder
I know where all the missing socks go.
They go t...
The lights from the building shine brightly into the pitch black sky small stars are scattered barely visible in the swirling sky filled with smog and death and the moon is know where to be seen as I sit here late into the night hours. the building I’m on top of sits above most building on the sky line of this great city so I can look down at the little ants that are people
I can see cop cars cha...
My eyes are still closed when I get a ominous feel as if someone watching me. My eyes snap open. “Hello dear girl” a man tall and thin. I can’t even sputter a word out as the iron bars around my wrist seem to tighten just a little but more the man speaks. “You have five minutes to convince me not to kill you, good luck dear girl”
The man was still standing in the shadows face partially obscured ...