Sunday, May 17, 2009

Writing: One Word, Clutch

Ok this one was hard I have no idea how I came up with all this...

His hand clutches mine. He is my wall. He keeps me grounded and standing tall. We walk out together hand in hand. Ready to face our doom, together. Cameras are flashing and news crewmen are screaming. He holds my hand tighter and we go into the unknown.

1 comment:

  1. THIS is good! I love it! it's a doomsday and fairy tale in one!

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