Remember This

[Hitokiri]

This is my first original story I wrote for my Intro to Fiction class.

Warning: Like my other story, fairly strong language with offensive subjects. This is edited.

[align=center]Remember This
I. Mountains
“You’re to godd*** proud.â€

[Hitokiri]

Continued....

[align=center]IV. Hands
These hands have killed many things: dreams, lives, marriages, love, and etcetera. These hands desire to experiment as does my mind. Thus I creates and create I do. Look at my hands. These hands are of a creator. I create dreams, life, and love. What have you? It does not matter. What matters in my realm of conscious is the drive to create. My grandmother created false dreams. My aunt created self-pity. My mom created bible studies. My old friend created a scar on my sister’s forehead. Jesus created miracles. I create mountains.

“Your hands? You can’t keep your d*** hands away from yourself.â€

[Hitokiri]

[align=center]V. Father
“Grow some balls.â€

[Hitokiri]

Any comments?

[harina]

I really enjoyed reading it.

I'll probably read it once more ( I'm not a native English speaker you see.. ) also because I need to practice my English skills. ^_~ More comments after that...