So a couple weeks ago my English teacher had us do a creative writing. At first I thought it was really stupid, but I ended up having a lot of fun with it. So here it is.
If you really want to hear about it, the first thing you will want to know is how I ended up in this place. It all started last week while I was staying here in a cheap motel near Central Park. I looked out the window and saw...piles and piles of snow. I was getting ready to leave, and before I knew it, I was snowed in. I am not sure when I will be able to leave this place, but there is no food, and the heater is broken. My skin is slowly deteriorating, and my heart is overwhelmed by the amount of anxiety cast upon my shoulders. I am the only one here, and there is no cell service. I have tried using the house phone, but the lines have been disconnected. I keep hearing these voices, as if someone is here in the room beside me. My soul is aching, and I am trapped completely. I have tried everything possible, although every time I try something new, I find myself that much closer to this Hope. I trust that I will be able to escape, but right now it feels as if I am being punished and tortured for something I once did, as if this is happening for a reason. The walls are slowly and creepily closing in on me, but there is this Light. This is the only Glimpse that shines though the window both during the day and night. This Light never fades away, and I know it will never leave nor forsake me. When all else fails, and when all is darkness, I know I can look to that Light for the One and only Hope this precious and feeble life has to offer. I know I am not alone, I am just one step closer.
Your Light will shine when all else fails.
