Creative Writing: Death Of A Salesman

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It was a warm summer evening, and a cool breeze brushed across the meadows as the setting sun painted a brilliant array of lights across the grassy fields. The air was nice, not too humid and not too dry, but an area in between where one would consider staying out all night. The sun was fading into the horizon when a young man walked down a dirt path to his small, but well kept farm. He wore plain clothes, a straw hat, jeans, and a dirty button down shirt. He was nothing special, just an average farmer. He lived alone in his sturdy house, the one he had built himself. He had lived there for five years, and kept to himself, aside from the few visits he made to town. Every night he would lean out against his fence and watch the emptiness of the …show more content…

A fading shriek let out of him as he was torn into by the axe. The manager swung relentlessly, mutilating the already finished farmer, giddy and cheerful while doing so. Laughter could be heard across the fields as he finished the job. The manager stood there with a demented, murderous face. A mist came over the farm, and the moon was once again covered by the clouds. He dropped the axe, as a light breeze blew a business card from his pocket and onto the ground. “Cooper stone: bank manager” the slip read. He turned away and walked into the mist. All was then silent. As midnight drew, darkness swept over the farm, concealing the movement of the night. Everything vanished into a black …show more content…

The fields grew tall golden grass that waved in the wind, and the weather wasn’t too hot or cold. Flowers bloomed in a brilliant array of colors, while small animals wondered about. A peaceful atmosphere filled the air, calming everything. No-one lived in this farm, though it was in perfect condition. No stain or blemish could be seen. It was accompanied with a small, cozy house, off in the meadows, a mile from the plot. The land was rich, and had a charismatic look about it. Why this farm had been abandoned was a mystery in itself. The farm was a sight that placed peace into the hearts of every

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