Creative Writing: Graffitti

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In a feverish state you toss underneath the bed sheets, straining to find a comfortable position on the rigid mattress. As you finally settle down, light from the screen beside you pummels your eyelids and you swiftly twist away to face the curtains. Staring at them intently, you dare them to try and aggravate you further. They remain still in response. The blue filter of night sweeps across the room and wraps you in its tranquility and quiet. You begin to find repose as an electronic echo lulls you into slumber. Yet just as you are about to slip into sleep, you feel a gentle breath against your skin. It is accompanied by a faint whisper, “Good luck,” the voice wishes. The wind exhales across your face and the sun kisses you on the check. …show more content…

The shade cast by these tightly packed buildings robs you of your shadow and leaves you to walk the streets alone. You begin to stroll down the sidewalk rounding several corners as you follow the maze of twists and turns, a contrast to the supposed grid. Graffitti like tattoos emblazon the city’s skin, accessorizing its walls with cascades of colour. Debris from the lunchtime rush lies scattered on the ground neglected and overlooked, like the toys of a child forgotten within moments. You approach a crossroads and decide to plow on ahead. As you do so a little red man leaps up to his duty and glowers down at your moving feet, imploring you to stop. You ignore his instructions and stride across the tarmac gaining confidence as you go. You pass by a boutique’s window and the mannequins seem to come alive at your presence. They drape their cashmere scarfs around their necks and throw their leather jackets over their shoulders. They smirk at you, their very expression trying to compel you to buy their products, to go inside. Your heart tugs, you can’t seem to remember what it was you were doing. Was it important? You shake your head to clear it of the cobwebs forming and march, head down past the window. You ignore their begging calls and just keep going. You continue to wander along aimlessly without direction, just following the …show more content…

The linoleum squeaks in protest as you shuffle along, crying out in pain. Metal lockers line the hallway, mimicking the watchful gaze of a teacher's glare. You shy away from the edges and choose to walk out in the open, cautious of the doorways and the shadows. You draw near to a stairwell and slide your hands along the rail as you travel up a floor. You continue to trail your fingers across the walls, soaking in the school’s history through your fingertips. A scarlet door of monumental proportions commands your attention from the other side of the hallway. Without realising it, your hand lands on an old fashioned door knob, itching to find out what lies beyond its wooden panels. You twist the metal sphere and transition into the room. The lack of colour hits you first, the room empty of emotion. The space an identical tessellation of muted tones and mundane furniture. The chairs fixed onto their desks like puzzle pieces and as you slide onto one you find you're a perfect match. Your fist sinks slowly into your cheek, closing your left eye shut as you embrace the atmosphere of boredom. With a sigh you look towards the front, every movement lethargic. Chalk is scrawled across the blackboard, an indecipherable code few ever learn or remember. You squint your eyes in hopes of reading what it says, but it all remains fuzzy. As your vision returns to focus you glimpse a shape

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