Kay Charles

Submitted by Maddi on Mon, 03/09/2015 - 21:40

I fought the rain. It slashed at my bare arms and legs, water streaming down my head into my eyes, threatening my vision. When I felt I couldn’t fight it any longer, I saw The Fence. My legs felt like lead and my chest was aching, but I made myself run to the hole in the barbed wire. I dove through it and sunk under a near pine tree. I shivered in my wet clothes and tried to calm my breathing to a normal pace, although I suspect my heart was racing from more than just running.

Now, I am a fugitive. I lay my head against the wood of the tree, trying to stop the water droplets from my hair from trickling down my bare back. I caught a flash of lightening on the neighbouring hills...I hope it doesn’t come down here. I now know I will never be free. I thought I would, but now I see I can’t be, ever. I’ll always be running, hiding. I’ll never be free.

The rain is pouring down even harder.
The branches of my pine tree create a bit of a covering, but big drops of rain still hammer down on my head. They seem to get bigger and heavier every minute, even after the couple of hours I’ve been here. I have to stop writing, now, because the paper is getting saturated.
The lightening is getting closer.


Found on the body of Kay Charles, 9th of May, 1898, Glasgow

Author's age when written

*SQUEAL* I'm a monthly now!! I feel very honored ... I wrote this in the car while traveling last year...if you actually google the date and place I put in the story the results are quite interesting :) Enjoy!


AHHH! You're a MONTHLY!! I'm SO happy for you!! I've been hoping it would come soon! Now I don't have to wait as long to read your writings. :)

The descriptions are vivid, and just great.

PS I didn't find anything on Google.

"It is not the length of life, but the depth of life." Ralph Waldo Emerson

Yes, yay!
Oh, I am so sorry...for some reason I had the wrong date, and now I can't remember the original one. What I found when I googled the 9th of May (and some other year) I found that there was a lot of immigrants going from Glasgow because of some...war, maybe? I don't know, silly me! And now I can't remember the original year I had!

Goodbye? Oh no, please. Can’t we just go back to page one and start all over again?” – Winnie The Pooh

Yay a for you, Maddi!!!!!!! I was just gonna email you and see how that was going. :) I'll still email you, though. :)

I don’t thrive off of chaos: chaos thrives off of me.

I'm so happy to see you on the front page! :)
Oh, yes, and this piece was well written. Wonderful description; I feel as if I'm sitting next to the person.

"My greatest wish for my writing is that it would point you to the Savior."

Thanks Mikki and Damari!
Thankyou, Arthur! I am VERY happy to be on the front page!

Goodbye? Oh no, please. Can’t we just go back to page one and start all over again?” – Winnie The Pooh

I like this! It was very vivid and fast-paced. And CONGRATULATIONS! I'm so excited for you! :0)

"You were not meant to fit into a shallow box built by someone else." -J. Raymond