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STARS | wordbound #3

Prompt: What is your favourite word? Write a scene around that word.

Sophia had been building a rocket in her backyard for more than three months now. And tonight would be the night where she finally finished her masterpiece - she had checked and double-checked if all the safety measures were in place and if she had taken enough of her favourite chocolate with her. Just looking at her work made her giggle like a maniac so she lay down on the grass to calm down again. Above her head the stars shone in all their beauty. Sophia reached her hands out into the night, longing for the stars but never getting there. »Tonight,« a voice inside of her whispered. »Tonight, tonight.«

Before getting inside her rocket, Sophia stood up and had one last look around. The old treehouse her father had built when she had been a child, the never-ending fields in the back, their neighbour's car in which she had puked when she had been nine years old. Sophia had always thought this would be harder, but it was the easiest thing she had ever done. She had thought she would miss everything so badly, it would make her stay. But she didn't. There was nothing left for her down here.

Just as she was climbing up the ladder to get inside, someone called her. »Sophia,« they called, breathless, probably running. »Sophia, Sophia.« And again: »Sophia, wait!«

She did not need to look to see who it was but she did look nevertheless. She wanted to see his face one last time. »What are you doing here, Sebastian?«

»Sophia, don't go,« he finally came to a halt, a few steps from her rocket. It seemed like he didn't want to step closer, as if he was scared by it. »Don't do that, I'm begging you.« And then he was really going down on his knees, hands together, begging her to stay.

»You should go now. You know I don't belong here.«

»We belong to each other, you said it yourself, you always said it, remember?«

»That's true, I did. But I know now that I don't belong to you. I belong to the stars.«

Sebastian opened his mouth like he wanted to say something but it was left there hanging because he realised there was nothing to be said anymore.

Sophia got inside of her rocket. She did not look back.

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Hope Is Playing This Cruel Game With Me | Black Out Poetry #1

What is Black Out Poetry? ::: Novel I used for these ... The Book of Tomorrow by Cecelia Ahern.

#1 Can't Deny

They say this story wasn't happening. I struggle to believe those people - their minds are in dead ends.


#2 The Lies We Tell Ourselves

Leaving everyone, I haven't told whatever could be said. Sometimes people close their minds, they say: »I tried furiously to bring him back.« Endless stories.

#3 self-destruction

I liked getting lost to be perfectly honest. I loved him all by myself. I wasn't sure if I said it - I meant it.

#4 Human Tragedy

People live waiting and waiting and I know now we took an awful lot of tomorrow.

#5 What Happens

Any way, the ones that I like go eventually as if nothing had ever happened. I hope we'll find the way to yesterday again.


#6 Before

I used to think I'd rather be dead than spend the day with you.

#7 Carry On

On the other side of the world, somebody's leaving everything and carrying on.


#8 Wonder

One hundred beside me and I'd love nothing more than her eyes. I don't know if this makes sense. She's the kind of wonder I've ever seen.

#9 Rapunzel

I told you I lived in the castle. I have started building a wall because I learned I'd ever seen or heard became even more crazy when I go away. So bad to leave.

#10 August Twenty-Eight

Stay here ... - I was the one who loved you. Actually it was the kindest thing anybody said to the girl who was invisible to the world.

#11 Change of Plan

My life is not going as I planned - I should be with the person I end up with. Or so I thought.

#12 An Apology

But really, there was no point. But it wasn't right what I did, regardless. It really hurt me too - I couldn't escape my head. We both left looking straight ahead. I longed for a relationship.

#13 Love is blind, so you couldn't see me.

A look of thunder on her face - Well, I was so busy thinking about how much I didn't want to be there, about how I could find my way home. And then I'd looked at her, that smile at her lips.