You're nothing without your beautiful imagination:  May 16, 2007 - June 1, 2007

This contest is for the imaginative. The naturally creative. Finish the story I've already started; nothing cliche, or mediocre.

She shivered from the chilly wind as she swung on the rusted swings in the dreary, wet park.
It had rained the whole night before and she loved coming out here after the downpour to sift through her thoughts.
Lately, she'd been pondering whether or not she liked a certain somebody, and stressing over her school work.
This was her only time alone, to relax and get away from the hustle and bustle of everyday life.
She slowly stood up from the wet and sticky swing, wiping off her soaked jeans as she did so.
As soon as she started walking she heard something,
In the distance, from behind a dumpster.
It was a strange noise, a noise she couldn't quite place.
Somewhere between a moan, a scream, and a crash.
She wasn't sure, but she didn't want to find out.
Until it sounded again,
She crept behind the dumpster . . .

Goddess Della Musica

Wishing she didn't live in, AL

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Created May 16, 2007