the colour red 'short poem'
The colour red
Red I hate the colour red, so here I am.
I sit alone, in a pitch black room, no space for another person, only space for me, no doors, no windows and no light.
The room get wider, but I can't notice, it's too dark to notice, although it's gotten wider, I can feel coldness still, there is no one beside me, there is no body near me, just me, and my loneliness.
A crack emerges from the wall in front of me, and a red light climbs through it.
I crawl to this wondering light; pulling away at the wall I hear voices.
'Save the kid' and 'break the wall quicker'.
Hearing this, I start to slowly back away from the wall and let the wondering voices do the work.
The cracks get wider and that shade of red gets darker. Until it was crimson and I was out.
Out of that dark room.
A man picks me up maiden-style and carry's me off the floor, and I see fire, set to every building I look at, everything was coated in that colour I hated so much, the colour red.
The man quickly runs with s
side by side CHAPTER 8 LAST
Side by side CHAPTER 8 last
(The stuff in hashes is grell's thoughts)
Grell was running to the dispatch.
The name "Lawrence" was now haunting him he knew who that person was and had to find them.
#him he is that that reaper#
Grell was running and running, he didn't stop for a break, he just kept running.
And then he tripped over a stone and hit the side of his head.
A person asked if he was all right, but he got up and kept running, holding the blood coming from his head, he kept running, just like when he was young he kept running.
He reached the dispatch and spotted Lawrence in the window of the 5th floor.
He ran and ran, he didn't bother to take the lift up he ran up all of those stairs.
Thoughts scrambling themselves in his head, "what if he's gone by the time I reach the 5th floor?" "What if I've mistaken that person for someone else?" "What if my memory was all a dream?"
Grell didn't care and ran up the stairs faster.
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Side by side CHAPTER 7
"Lawrence is "
The phone rang, which in return made grell sigh in relief.
William went to pick up the phone.
"Hello? Yes he is ok wait a second. Grell, it's for you "William said handing the phone to grell.
"Oh. Ok" grell replied walking to the phone and putting it against his ear.
"Hello? This is grell?" he said.
"HI MOTHER!!! IT'S ME! ROSE!" blasted out of the speaker on the phone as grell moved to protect his ear from being blown up.
"Ah rose what are you doing calling me? How did you even reach the phone?" grell said calmly, hoping that his daughter rose would calm her voice down.
"I was just calling to tell you that some man with grey hair left a package on the front door, should I leave it there? Or take it in?" rose replied calmly.
"William, she says some 'grey haired' man left a package on my doorstep" grell said, covering the speaker so that rose couldn't hear what he said.
"Go and check it, this is the one time I'll let you off