Rainbow Challenge: Violet

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Last one~

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Her heart was torn into pieces. A thousand different pieces represented her broken heart. It had been ripped out, torn into pieces, and stabbed repeatedly. Monica grabbed at her chest, the place where her heart should have been. Nothing but empty hole resided there now.

She torn all over. Scars decorated her forearms , legs, and stomach. The fresh cuts from earlier were still bleeding and the blood was seeping through her cotton shirt. She reached on her nightstand with her free hand for something. A bottle of vodka laid on its side, empty from her binge earlier. She grabbed for it thinking it was full and cursed when she realized it had not been then through it across the room.

It shattered into many pieces.

Monica groaned and dragged her body off her bed and into the bathroom. Her fingertips fumbled for the light swtich against the wall in the darkness. When she finally succeeded in turning on the lights minutes later, she frowned at herself in the mirror. Dark bags hung under her eyes and her hair desperately was begging to be washed. Slowly she began to lean in closer to the mirror to examine herself but she stopped short when she felt the contents of her stomach begin to rise in the back of her throat. She turned on her heels to try to make it to the toilet but failed. Everything that entered her system from that morning and the previous evening was immediately thrown up over the floor in front of her.

She fell to her knees and sighed from exertion. Monica wasn’t sure how long she laid there. It could have been a few seconds, or even a few minutes. Time never seemed to pass for her. When she felt she had laid there long enough, she heaved herself up with help from the ivory counter lining her bathroom.

“Monica! Make up in five!” The voice sounded like a drum in her ear. Several things fell off the counter as she knocked things over while she looked for her concealer. She searched frantically for a few moments before she breathed a sigh of relief when she found the product.

And so she began the process of covering all her scars, just to be the perfect idol everyone thought she was.

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So it’s finished, but it’s not edited because I really wanted to post it because I thought it was freaking amazing. Yes a run on sentence because I should have been doing vocab for AP World but I typed this instead. So how was it? I’ll edit it tomorrow. Amayu I finished before September

Rainbow Challenge: Blue

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Today was no different than yesterday, last week, or even last month. Trinity was in the same position she was in so was many times before, crying her eyes out in the school bathroom. And the reason hadn’t changed either. It was him, her so called boyfriend.

Trinity knew people could hear her from outside but she didn’t care. Her body shook as her sobs became nearly uncontrollable. She was tired of this. She didn’t want to do it anymore but she still loved him so much.  All the tears she shed never changed anything. He still cheated and she still took him back every single time. The cycle never stopped.

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I’m pretty sure this is like the saddest and shortest thing I’ve written. It’s not really sad actually, just kind of depressing.

Rainbow Challenge: Green

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In the deep shades of the violet and orange sky, dusk began to make its presence known. The smell of summer lingered in the air as the young teenager looked up at the sky in awe. She sat along the edge of a burbling creek, staring up at the endless amount of dim stars in the evening sky.

The girl smiled to herself as a warm breeze blew by. This is where she liked to be. She escaped from her friends and family to find refugee here, a place where no one was judging her. Giant trees surrounded her vision, leaving her with nothing but the open sky to look at. Birds occasionally flew by uttering piercing cries which often stirred her out of her thoughts but nonetheless, she was relaxed. Nothing could compare to the relaxation she felt in this surrounding.

Celeste let out a sigh of relief and she rested her palm on the moist earth. Her fingers racked through the grass and she tugged gently at the tips. There was life among the plants decorated the ground, just as there was life everywhere else.

Nothing would ever replace this feeling to Celeste.

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Rainbow Challenge: Yellow

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Reality is an evil game. A game where one must think above and beyond the world of fantasy. As comfortable and nice as the fantasy world is, it is nothing but lies. Lies that become so real, you can’t help but think it is all reality when in fact, it is not anywhere near reality.

I can say this from experience. Life has treated me decent for my sixteen years of living. And that is an exaggeration. But what I’m going to tell, you won’t believe. You’ll ask around, thinking that I have such a creative mind that I can just make up stories. I kid you not however. I tell no lies.

The woman I should call my mother is not in my life. She is not a deadbeat as you may conclude; she just got caught up with the wrong man. She also lived in a fantasy world. My two younger siblings, Lily and Taylor, have never called her mother. I was their mother. I was the one staying up to put them to sleep. I made sure they were feed and dressed. It was all me. My older sister moved out when she turned sixteen. At that time I was only a mere child and couldn’t understand why she would want to leave from wonderful ‘mommy’ at that time. I know too well now.

Lily and Taylor are lucky enough to know their father. Although he wasn’t the greatest man and had no respect for anyone in his life, he was known by them. I unfortunately did not bear the same fate. My father was an alcoholic. He died one night outside a bar, after a heavy night of drinking. I tell people it was due to unknown causes. What else can I say? My father died drinking?

Let me conclude my family tree by explaining my mother. Currently I do not know where she is nor do I care. It wouldn’t surprise me if she was on the street looking for drugs or sex. She screwed her own self up at sixteen.

Same age I am now. Same age my sister was when she left.

My mother fell in love with my father when she was sixteen. He got her pregnant three days after he met her with my sister.  What geniuses my parents were. My mother then got arrested for dealing drugs and cleaned herself up four years after that. Then I came along. How ironic is my birth being the same day as my father’s death? That made my birthday feel real nice for a good fourteen years.

According to my aunt and sister, she fell apart after that. She started bringing random men home at night and starting drinking. But drugs weren’t in her system thankfully. The cycle continued till I was eight and Mike moved in.

Mike screwed us all.

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I know, I write twisted things. I don’t know, I just like writing stuff like that although I have no experience with the events I write about. I hope the theme was portrayed well.

Rainbow Challenge: Orange

NOTE: this is from my short story so the beginning might not make sense. And it has no correlation to the first part of the Rainbow Challenge.

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“Arielle? Can you open the door? I want to talk to you,” the man on the other line said.

“Elliot I-Please. It’s important.” In the state Arielle was in, she was vulnerable. She pulled herself together and walked out the bathroom to answer the door for Elliot. He immediately pulled her into a hug much to her surprise.

“I haven’t seen you in nearly three weeks. Even though I know you didn’t miss me, I missed you. So much,” he murmured against her soft hair. Arielle did nothing but stand limply in his arms, unable to process what he just did. He quickly pulled off of her and blushed.

“I..uhm got carried away. Sorry about that. I know you don’t like affection. Or even me standing this close. Right I’m backing away now,” he reminded himself as he took a step back. For some reason, Arielle felt herself tearing apart.

“I broke up with Julia,” he said loudly. Arielle looked up and saw Elliot smile. It was a genuine smile, unlike her fake ones. When was the last time she smiled like that? Elliot ran his fingers through his ebony hair and continued. “You were right. She was no good. I actually have other news about her but…I don’t think you want to hear it. You might not be in the mindset to hear it.”

Arielle found herself offended. Did he think he knew her now? “Excuse me?” she objected. He quickly waved his hand and apologized. “I just mean…Ace…Ace was Julia’s brother. Julia knew about Ace you know, what he did to you a while ago. And she wanted payback against you so she sent Ace to Alec’s football game and you can guess the rest from there,” he whispered avoiding eye contact with her. Arielle felt herself completely falling apart at this point. She felt herself begin to stagger.

Elliot quickly caught her before she fell. “Are you alright?”  he asked resting his arms around her waist. She clung onto him tightly and she whimpered. “He’s going to come for me again. Elliot. Don’t let him come near me. I promise I’ll be nice to you for the rest of my life if you just don’t let him come near me,” she expressed frantically. Elliot’s hand moved to her back and rubbed in a soothing manner.

The two stood like this for many minutes, almost seemed as in eternity to Elliot before she pulled away. “I…” She couldn’t explain herself. Why did she just cling to him as her life depended on it? “It’s alright. We all need someone to comfort us at one time or another. I know not to get any ideas. You’ve got that drilled in my head,” he answered before she could even think of the rest of her sentence.

For some reason, she felt it. She felt the sorrow in his voice. Had she really done that much damage to him? He shook his head and looked at his phone. “I guess I’ll take me leave now. That’s all I had to say. I guess I’ll catch you at school when you come back?” he asked as he rested his hand on the doorknob.

Arielle nodded and tried not to focus on his eyes. Those sad eyes. Did he always look like that when she spoke to him? “E-Elliot,” she stammered as she drew her hand out to reach for him. Elliot looked at her with a surprised look and pulled his hand away from the doorknob.

“I…I want you…” her voice wavered. She wasn’t sure what she wanted to say. “You want me?” he repeated with wide eyes. Arielle shook her head and bit her lip. “Don’t leave me alone. I need…I need…Please,” her voice was nothing but a whisper now. Arielle waited for him to question her again but she got a different response.

“Shhh…” he whispered along with her as he pulled her into a hug.

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So this is a part of one of the short stories I’m really proud of. The whole thing is about 5000 words and this is like a 700 word excerpt. If you’d like to read the whole thing, just leave me a comment ^.^

Rainbow Challenge: Red

- Loud footsteps echoed through the hall as soft whimpering could be heard from outside the door. Iva’s breath hitched. He was here. She struggled to quiet down her breathing as she heard the door being fumbled with. “Damn lock!” …