Walking out the door, the bitterly cold air hits me, dragon
fumes come out my nose as I take the first step. The pace quickens as I watch
the just-risen sun glistening on the morning dew. The sharp wind hits my legs
like a thousand miniscule daggers. I run faster and faster leaving behind the
misery from deaths that have been recently known. I push out the thoughts of
despair along with the ongoing pain. Tire, anguish and heartache empower me. I
have to stop; my breathlessness and sobs can’t be fixed by a run in the mist.
Analysis:
A lot of people have really
depressing and serious things they have to face and deal with everyday.
Sometimes, it can be unimaginable or impossible to even begin working through
them. I wrote this piece because I wanted to explore that area of life and why
people feel the need to try and run away from it all. Sometimes these issues
and the weight it has on people, after a while can just be so heavy and difficult
to deal with, they need to run. The girl in this piece is struggling with some
problems and quite literally runs away. In the end, she realizes that the
misery and anguish no matter where she goes.
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