danielachante
The door closed gently behind her as she strode down the aisle, towards her new life. She heard nothing of the quiet compliments of her beauty, or the piano music that trolled a march in the background. All she could see was her freedom, tarnished and crying, lying on the floor in shackles.
It had fangs. Long, sharp, dangerous fangs. I glanced up. "Why does this bunny have fangs?". Everyone looked at me like I was ridiculous. I guess it would be, had the damn thing not latched onto my hand at that moment.
I thought I was seeing things, but he had fangs. You've got to be kidding me right? I thought we were over all this twilight bullshit, but there he was, with fangs. I thought for sure it was just for Halloween, but then found out he had his own canines filed into sharp points. I almost asked him for what, but stopped myself.
I always wanted to live on the shore. I could imagine myself staring out into the vast sea, lost in the possibilities within it. North Carolina, Ny, or Washington, any place where I could just stare endlessly. Never mind that I'm terrified of open water and can't swim.