For artists and writers everywhere, fiction is life. While inspiration may come frequently from reality, the fictional worlds inside our heads are what create the pieces that define us. This blog is meant to share such worlds with the reality of everyday life.
Welcome to our lives in fiction, where we always put life into words.
Upon waking, I came
across a brand new world. I found myself but lost the urge to become anything
more than I was while lying there.
Several hours passed
and my bed had started to grumble beneath me. “Don’t be an idiot,” it grumbled.
I tried not listen. Truths are for those with hope. Last time I’d checked, I
only had what was before me.
A day passed and my
stomach screamed for me to “stop playing”. Not even my body understood me. How
could it? After all, I’m just like everyone else...miserable like everyone else…
A week flew by and my
lips cracked in protest. My stomach had died and my bed’d grown cross. In my
mind, there’d been no loss. I only needed what was before me. Everything else
Now a year has passed
and I awake each day to the light shining through the clouds. My bed’s gotten
it’s peace and the world no longer has to deal with me. Everyone should be
happy…They’re all so lucky…
Upon waking, I come
across a horrid world. It’s called “paradiso,” but I find only hell in the
memories I’ve thrown away to arrive here.
Judgment is always a part of our lives. The way we look and feel about a person's appearance or being a friend who just assumes that they know who you are, like opening a book and tearing the pages out or judging the content that lies within. Labeling people is just like labeling yourself. Just because of their religon, outlook on life, or how they look doesn't mean you should mock them.
Could you imagine being someone who has left their mark on other people's lives? Someone who left a legacy to follow behind?
I always wanted to know what it would be like at my own funeral, who would go, who would care. I think about it more, and all I want is to have had some effect on each person I come in contact with.
My Grandpa has done just that.
It's been two months since he's been gone, going on three. Still my family mourns.
Grandpa was a light all on his own, before and after he got alzheimer's disease. He always joked and pranked. When my siblings and I would wake up at my grandparents' house my grandpa would always come in the room saying "I jumped out of the tree into the swimming pool this morning, you just missed it!" We also used to say he was Santa Clause undercover.
He always worked hard. He always had this way about him, his grin brought the biggest smile to anyone's face. He was awesome. and I miss him so much. No one will forget his words, phrases, or facial expressions. He left a huge mark on the people who love him most, at his funeral there were people I've never seen before, a bunch of them, who were touched by him as well. I mean wow. What an honor to be related to such a man. He served in the Korean war and made one heck of a pizza.
What more could you ask for?
He was so full of love. I hope I can accomplish that by the end of my life.
Hey it's Sabrina Black this week's piece is just a simple taste of my short strories that I'm begining to write. Stories are one of my favorite thing to write about, who doesnt love a good story that you can just sit back and read while being relaxed by a warm fire or a good cup of tea. Sit back, relax and enjoy.
A gentle breeze chimes,blowing the wind. Blue jays fill their songs with love. Children’s laughterfills the air.
Down in the corner ofpeaceful Valley Way a blond-haired, little girl sits alone holding a dandelion.She sings a gentle tune; the house behind her is old and worn down.
Suddenly the doorcreeps open as she still sings. Approaching by her side is a tall, scruffy-bearded man; he laysa hand filled with hate on her shoulder. His piercing green eyes fill herwith fear. He yanks her by the arm with his hooks; she goes inside the housewhere her terrifying fate awaits.
Inside, the walls arerather worn down with mouse holes in the cracked, brick walls. She is a slaveto the one who adopted her.
Crack ofthe whip. Crack! Crack! The whip hits her ten times a day for being slowat cleaning the bare, tiled floor. Bruises shinefrom the time she carried more weight than she could hold.
Every day she asksherself: Will I ever be loved? Will Isurvive the next day? Food is so little for one small mouth.Someone rescue me from this pain.
She goes to schooldamaged, broken, and alone. Who can save her? She wants to be heard, yet no onecan hear her cries. She’s a ghost.
Isthere anyone that cares for me? Questions ping pongthrough her head, left unanswered. She needs love, but who can provide that?
As she sitscontemplating her thoughts the radio turns on. A voice sings: “Just give it onemore try to a lullaby, to let you know that you’re not alone.”
Whenbad things happen just close your eyes and go somewhere safe.
Hey guys it's Aulene. I am sorry about
missing some weeks lately. A lot of stuff is going on. One of the things
is actually the inspiration for this week’s piece.
There is a guy here who has a really bad
past but is an awesome guy and another guy in Colorado who I have
liked for a long time—but can’t be with him because of the distance. So this piece is describing them and their past. Both of them
are just looking for love and both of them will stop at nothing to find it.
I know this is a very different style of
writing for me.
I want desperately to hear all
of your opinions. Let me know what you think.
Have you ever had an experience with this?
If so let me know.
Who did you choose?
Did it work out?
I love you guys to death. Thank you for
all the wonderful support.
Comment and spread the word about Life in Fiction!
I'm just going to simply show you how I find peace these days and my secret to happiness..
I was lost, then found, then lost again for the longest time, and now I'm found again. I couldn't be any more at peace. With all these questions of my future and scares and worries, I know who's in control.
I couldn't figure out why I haven't been as happy as I was a few years ago.
I realized exactly why last night.
Zephaniah 3:17 The Lord your God is with you, he is mighty to save. He will take great delight in you. He will quiet you with his love. He will rejoice over you with singing.
Hey it's Sabrina Black. This week I have been filled with questions about trusting people. Trying to figure out who my real friends are or who I know won't turn their back on me. This inspiration came from Rachel's Challenge being an impact of how I look out on life and my choices. The challenge opened my eyes to new perspectives on life and changing the way I think. Hope you guys like it.
I lie quietly in my
bed. Silence fills the room as thoughts of the day ramble through my head,
thinking of what I did wrong and right. Then the thoughts get much deeper as
memories come alive like vivid flashbacks. People who I love come and go
through my head, except for some who I’ve hurt, chosen to ignore, or felt betrayed
did I meet them in the first place? Can I wish that I’d never met them…to
prevent all the conflict and betrayal that occurred?
did I trust you? Why did I share secrets? Why did I ever tell you anything? You
took something from me…
Regret is always there.
We make mistakes, and we can’t fix the past. We make enemies to build hard
hearts filled with hate and no forgiveness. Why
would you torture yourself like that?
You only have one life
to live. So, why live with hate?
Hey guys its Sabrina Black this weeks piece is inspired from whats going on in the world right now. The two main topics that have been popular is bulling and the economy plummeting. This is a story of a blind man who is trying to survive in any way he can. He gets bullied everyday but that doesn't stop him from believing the second chance he is hoping for. Life gets tough and hard but just know it will get better and the sun will come and give you another day to see.
Smell the smog. Listen
to the cars go by on a busy Monday morning. Feel the vibrations of footsteps
walking past him. All he can see is shapes and shadows of unseen faces.
A man sits on a busy
sidewalk, wearing nothing but rags,a ragged
knit cap , and gloves missing fingers. A tin cup lies beside him, filled with theprecious metals of a greedy man. This cup is his lifeline
before being taken by death. Doesn’t
anyone care for the poor man on the corner of main street?
A bakery across the
street fills the air with childhood memories. The man can see them in his mind.
He can see again. He’s with his family, laughing and joking. Then burning fire
appears, and it grows dark. Now he fends for his life on the corner.
Every day he sits on
that corner at quarter-past 7, patiently waiting for hope, the next meal, or to
live a better life. People, with their money-making pride, look at the poor man
in disgust. Men spit at him and carry on with their pride. Kids take his money
and move it to a different spot. He’s confused and follows the sound of the
coins while delinquents kick him, busting his ribs. How much pain can one tear hold?
He doesn’t give up. Every
day he is there, waiting for his second chance. Is there no one who cares for him?
Suddenly, the patting
of little feet approach the blind man. A boy delivers him a loaf of
bread and says, “I brought this for you from the bakery I work at.”
The man can’t believe that
such kindness can come from someone so small. He gladly accepts and asks, “Why do
you show such kindness to me?”
The boy replies, “A
little love can go a long way.”
Hey guys it's Aulene!!! Sorry I missed the last week or so. I have been super buisy with school and junk.
So I got the insperation for this peace from someone who I truly care about. He lives in colorado. I have known and liked him for four years already. I never got to be with him because my dad is in the Army so we moved to Georgia.
I get to be with him but it will be 9 months. This piece just questions weather the wait will be worth it.
I hope you like it!! Thanks guys I love you!!! Comment and tell me your experience with it. I would love to here it and I wonder if any of you guys will make the wait worth it. I love you guys!!!! <3