Electricity

January 29, 2012
By Harrypotterfreak18 BRONZE, Glaatonbury, Connecticut
Harrypotterfreak18 BRONZE, Glaatonbury, Connecticut
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The crackling and spitting of the fire whispers to me from across the room, my eyelids fluttering open. My fingertips latch onto the blanket and tug it up towards my face, cradling the only warm air that’s left. Soft breaths seep out of my brother and sister’s mouths, who lie on the floor below. I prop myself up to look out the window only to find a sea of black, completely silent, sleeping. But creatures are stirring within it. Creaks and moans are coming from the poor giants, crying out from the heavy weight. Trembles here and there signify those who have lost, and yet we’re blind until the morning sun arrives.

The author's comments:
This is basically a piece written about the power outage that lasted a whole week in October 2011. It's mainly of that first night.

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