Short Story

I can smell the wood. Those remarkable pine trees that separate us from the rest of the world, the ones that hide my bitter torment, masquerade my lies in a bevy of beauty. Every night I look at the stars. They shine with a brilliance I know I can never have. It’s been too long since I felt their warmth. When the clouds cover the milky light of the moon, and my fingers are frozen through, even though I know deep in my soul that I will never see these beautiful stars again,

I beg for her merciful forgiveness. She opens the door to let me in, that tolerant smile plastered onto her deceptively beautiful face, and for a moment…just a moment…I forget the monster that lives inside her and I breathe in her light. And then it’s gone, ripped horribly from my wretched, broken hands. I know I will pay. I know that I will pay for her heartache, her pain. I know it, and a single tear burns down my cheek. And right before I kiss the world goodbye, she whispers one last time “You know I love you, right?”

Greed

Sam and Alex were identical twins. They were so identical that even their mother found it difficult to distinguish one from the other, at least during their initial days on earth.

However, they were very different from each other when it came to everything other than their appearance. Sam had no friends, while Alex was a great friendship maker. Sam loved sweets, but Alex loved spicy food and detested sweets. Sam was mommy’s pet and Alex was daddy’s pet. While Sam was generous and selfless, Alex was greedy and selfish!

As Sam and Alex grew up, their father wanted to share his fortune equally amongst them. However, Alex did not agree and he argued that whoever proved to be more intelligent and strong would have to get a bigger share of the wealth.

Sam agreed. Their father decided to organize a competition between the two. He asked the two sons to walk as long as they could, and return home before sunset. The wealth would be divided in proportion to the distance covered. As a rule of the competition, they were not permitted to carry a watch to keep track of the time.

The following day, Sam and Alex set out to walk. It was a rather sunny day. Sam walked slowly and steadily, while Alex broke into a sprint as he was bent on winning the race and also winning a greater portion of his father’s wealth.

Sam knew that it would be ideal to walk as far as possible till noon and start for home at noon as it would take the same amount of time to walk back home. Knowing this, Sam decided to turn back for home at noon so as reach home on time.

However, Alex, with his greed to earn more wealth, did not attempt to return home even after mid-noon. He walked twice as long as Sam, and thought he would still be able to return home before sunset. He hurried back when he saw the sun turn orange. Unfortunately, he could not even make it half way home as the sun started to set. Slowly darkness engulfed his path and he had to drag his tired feet back home.

He had lost the race. Only because of his greed.

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​“Imagine,

you had this awful ache
inside of your soul.
It embeds itself so deep,
like the darkest, most painful bruise you ever received,
but it has attached itself like a leech, to your soul.

Running

I started to move my legs faster.

I never moved like this.

It was like I felt the wind for the first time.

My body came to life and I smiled.

Feeling the joints moving, burning.

I hear run Forrest run!! Run Forrest run!!!

I take off…

God gave me these legs…. To run.

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I stand,

Alone yet accompanied.

Loved, yet not loven.

Given but not taken,

Crying but yet no tears,

Missing family…. 

But there right next to me.

Beautiful yet,

In my eyes so ugly.

Looking apon the world,

 in black and white.

Where are the colors in this sky?

By Alex Jewett

Bored

IDK anymore but, this is stupid!

By:Alex Jewett

Mom

Loving, caring, trying to teach me.

Commanding, demanding, but for a reason!

I love her even though she may not know.

Please don’t let her see me now.

Trying so hard to be…

what everyone else wants.

I can’t change back, 

I’m like a puzzle, the

pieces now part of me.

I can’t come apart or else i may not fit.

Maybe one day I’ll stand on my own.

Thanks for trying your best,

to create a man worthy of being your son

But I….

By:Alex Jewett

Last Jew in Vinnitsa

Thats amazing thanks Sam! This really touched me…

Sam Bartholomew's Writing Blog

An officer shoves me to the edge of the pit.
“Kneel!” he screams.
My knee sinks into the mud at the brink,
and I look in and see death,
twisted and tangled in bare heaps of limbs,
contorted unnaturally on the faces of children,
their eyes as wide and scared and lifeless
as those of the bigger bodies around them.
They were shot in lines that moved forward as one,
sometimes holding hands as the soldiers
took aim and fired.
There is no line for me because
there is no one left to shoot.
Entire families gone.
Entire swaths of the city erased,
the ghettos as empty as their vacant eyes.
And I am the last one.
The last Jew in Vinnitsa.
I lock eyes with a face below me.
We have much in common:
both brown-haired, both Jews, both dead.
I feel a barrel press against my skull.
“Wait…

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