Walking Alone

[Danielle Dittmar]

Danielle walked along the shore, memoris flooding her mind.

"You're getting married in three months."
"I'm what?!"
"You. Married. Three months."

Danielle had a slight scowl as she remebered how her mother had broken the news to her. Normally you would think that was something you would let down gently, but her mother had let it go down like a bomb.

"You're getting married?"
"Shut up! This isn't funny..."
"I know it's not, but i'm going to keep drinking until it is."

Danielle smiled when she remebered when she had told her sister. Her brother had less reaction. He had looked at her for a few moments then walked out of the room, quitely. Not a word about it until the wedding day.
Then Danielle remebered the days her husband, Josph hadn't come home. Days turned to weeks, then weeks to months and she had given up all hope.
Danielle then heard a soft rustle behind her. She looked to see what was there, but saw nothing.
She shurgged it off and kept walking.

[Daniella McMicken]

I sit along the lake edge as usual, just watching the birds flying overhead, thinking about how my arrange marriage wasn't as successful as my parents hoped.

"I'll be back after I go out for a while dear..." He would always say with a huge smirk, meaning that he was gonna find some woman to make love with, and then expect me to act as nothing ever happened when I had to with him.

"Stupid Jonathan..." I mutter, throwing pebbles forcefully into the lake with a loud thud.