Friday, August 19, 2011

Written in 6th grade.

"Sara!" 

"Saara!"

I woke as if in quick sand. My head felt heavy and thick. I could hear someone calling, but I did not know who or from where it was coming.

"SARA!"

I struggled to raise my head over the window sill to find the source of distress. 

The water ... it was coming from the sea.

"It was dream." I told myself, "Go back to sleep."

It had been two days since I had had a full night's sleep. Working shift work at the lighthouse was hard on the mind. 

Thursday, August 18, 2011

Why Not Try It?

This is just some ramblings of a old wanna be writer that had no imagination or drive to really do it.