White as Poisoned Snow MAG

By Amanda Butt, Grand Falls-Windsor, NL, Canada

She bit into the apple.
The agony rippled through her throat.
Down her chest, into the pit of her stomach.
Her head tipped back as the acid poured through her lungs,
Burning through the skin like butter on a knife.
The green apple rolled from her fingertips to the cold, icy ground.
Her vision clouded as her sheer emerald eyes rolled into the rear
of their sockets.
A gasp caught as the poison burned a purpled hole in her neck
and the air dripped down her front like liquid.
Her knees buckled and she fell.
She fell.

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This article has 2 comments.

on Jun. 25 2009 at 1:01 am
ChelseaH PLATINUM, McFarland, Wisconsin
24 articles 6 photos 4 comments
this sound so much like snow white. i love it. good choice of words to describe the death. beautiful.

on Apr. 11 2009 at 11:20 pm
This was really well detailed. I really loved how describing it was and the picture it painted. Wow.


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