To be honest, this is the most chilling prose I’ve ever written. You can almost feel the subject’s pain and torment. This was also a freewrite. Ready to delve into the mind of the mad?
Well, here I am.
No one ever told me it would be like this. White upon white upon gray upon white. So soft. So very soft. I almost feel like a princess in her wedding chambers, awaiting the arrival of her prince so that we may make sweet love in the wee hours.
I’m wearing pretty clothes now. My parents never bought me pretty clothes, only vibrant monstrosities that I never believed were fit to put upon MY body. Hah…If I had it my way, nothing would grace this solid temple. Every curve is a tribute to the power of lust and desire, every rise and fall of my breasts are offerings to the heavens. I am art embodied in flesh and bone. The only bad thing about these pretty clothes is that I can’t touch it…anything.
I guess I should thank them for showing me this place, wherever this place is. Plenty of food, lots of people to talk about anything I please, and the elephants in my room aren’t too bad either, I suppose. Oh, no. These fools are coming again. Don’t they know I’m busy?! I don’t have time for their…
I feel dizzy. It’s cold in here; where is my jacket? They said it’s time for another nap. I don’t want to join them right now. I need to finish drawing hearts with my new paint first.
No one ever told me it would be like this. Red upon white upon gray upon white. So moist. So very moist. I almost feel like a harlot in her malevolent chambers, awaiting the arrival of her patron so that we may make lascivious passion in the wee hours.
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