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Frozen (standard:other, 1212 words) | |||
Author: Ceejay | Added: Aug 20 2006 | Views/Reads: 3072/2025 | Story vote: 0.00 (0 votes) |
Anna's famous, success-bringing stoicism is the demon she has to battle in this story about an internal conflict. | |||
Click here to read the first 75 lines of the story limestone museum, largely famous for its colossal fight of gray stairs. Antony could never hurt Anna and Anna could never hurt Antony, and so they remained together stoically. That stoicism in the face of any and all conflict was what Anna was famous for and why she was offered the job at the school newspaper even though she was certainly less qualified than several of the other students on the staff. Though it was the source of her success, Anna was now able to see that it was also the source of all of her problems. When Anna quit running, her soft, weak membrane built itself in a hard white shell. Her creamy yellow core of emotion, ready to spill out at any moment in her previous life, was sealed in tightly. When Anna's mind snapped what she had just realized into place, she felt the tears ready to come. She stood up quickly and got back to the bedroom before they all spilled out, and put on her old tracksuit, red and blue stripes all down the long sides, and running shoes. It was three-thirty AM and it was still dark, but she went outside and locked the green door behind her. Anna sat down in the plush seat of her blue car and drove until she reached her high school, seven minutes from home, crying the whole way. In eleventh grade, she and her first boyfriend had snuck out of a locked down dance and onto the red polyurethane track around the green sod grass football practice field. The broke the lock to the control box with two credit cards and switched the stadium-like fluorescents on. They had started their own party there on the track, and called all of their friends over until the got caught. Anna had spun circles in her black satin dress and shiny black pumps, all eyes on her as she glowed under the big spotlight, and so now she did the same. She spun in her stolen light. Then she began to run, seamlessly as if she had never stopped, and more tears shot out of her eyes and onto her long thin arms, down her loose shirt, and across the smooth skin on her stomach. Every part of her body could feel the returning life inside of it. It all started to breathe again, and Anna knew that she had wasted too much time being frozen still. Tweet
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