Okay well when I don’t have anything to say but want to still post what do I do? That’s right I post something I’ve already done for you. This is a creative writing story I did for school it’s really short and should be an entertaining read.
It was dark all around me and I couldn’t see a thing; it felt like the whole world had closed up upon me. I don’t know how I could have been so dumb. There was no getting out now; I had made too many bad decisions. I can only hope that there are not too many days before my death.
It was springtime and as we all know, spring is the time of year when they come to get us. Their wrath lasts mostly through the summer, and many good lives are lost every year to them. It’s okay though, mother had also told me to stay away and not be tempted by their vibrant colors and beauty.
Still, this one, it was wonderful. As I wandered past, she caught my eye, begging me to come inside her.
It really is hard to ignore the pleasures the world has to offer; they draw you in promising a good time with no expense. Well let me tell you this: some things, they draw you in and then you’re stuck and they close in on you. There is nothing you can do but sit idly by until your death comes. You can scream for help but to no avail, because in the end, who is really going to risk their neck for you?
It was hard to resist. I concentrated hard on Tim; he had just last year fallen victim, eaten alive by this cruel world. I would not have the same fate; I would not be so foolishly impulsive.
I wish I had the courage, as foolish as Tim was, I should have helped him. He could have gotten out of that horrible place if I had only extended a limb, but I was afraid.
To stay away from her was harder than ever and it was only accented by the sipping of wine I snagged at a beautiful lunch on the balcony. I know I’m not quite in the right mind, but I’m sure I can get what I want without repercussions.
I circled around to take another look, and gave a whistle. Goddamn, it looked good. I just wanted to have a taste of what it would be like. Just through my sight I could tell it would be ecstasy; the actual experience must be even better.
“No,” I said to myself, “it’s not worth it.”
What would my family think, the dishonor it would bring, to know how weak willed I was? Still, what if they never found out? Would it make a difference? Surely, I too deserve some pleasure.
That was the tipping point; I gave my inhibitions a big “screw you” and zipped towards her. She opened up wide, and clearly I was welcome to be there. I went faster and faster and then pounced, and just as I got inside…
“Snnnnnap!” The Venus flytrap slammed shut on me.
And now, I sit here in the dark waiting to be digested by this vile creature.