Allison Law

“Underworld travo” by Allison Law

I was barefoot and wearing my new blue swim trunks that mom had just gotten me to start off the summer. She had drawn the drawstring too tight, and I could feel the pressure of the fabric lightly digging into my stomach. I could feel loose dirt and tiny pebbles rub against the soles of my feet, and I moved my right foot back me forth on the large boulder that looked over the lake. My eyes where squinting down at my hands and I anxiously play with a loose thread I pulled loose from my swim trunks. “Please, don’t do it.” I urged for the third ...

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“My Forest boy...or is he a man” by Allison Law

I was never like the other girls my age. They always wanted to have the best dresses, with the most elegant skirts. They wanter the dresses of velvet, silk, the ones with gold and silver embroidery, and the elaborate lace. They always wanted to be dressed to the latest fashion, and have their hair built up in ribbons, or down in braids. Whatever really was the latest hair style of the year. But I wasn't like them. I loathed wearing my corset, with the bone ribs that seems to dig into my ribs and chest. I hated itchy lace that scratched at my...

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“Folding in” by Allison Law

Submitted to Contest #101

I sit on the soft cream colored couch. The sun shines threw the open windows casting golden hues across the living room. The smell of sweet flowers from outside feel the room, that is carried in by a light warm breeze that is filled with the happy chirp of birds. I fold soft blankets, sweaters, and knitted scarves. I gently places folded jeans, shirts, and socks on the couch. The fresh clean scent of laundry joins the dance of the flowers. The process is quite, slow, and peaceful. It is a task I have done what seems like a million times. It ...

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“Just a car ride?” by Allison Law

Submitted to Contest #98

It didn’t feel like I slept long, but when I began to stir and one my eyes I felt way better. I was a little stiff from the way I slept in the car, but I no longer felt groggy, tired, dizzy, or confused. In fact, I felt just like myself, and felt well rested. I began to stretch bringing my hands above my head. Then I looked over at him, and smiled. He smiled back before turning his head back to the road, “Hello sleepy head. Feeling better?”  “That really did the trick. I feel much better.” I looked out the windshield at the dark sk...

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“Dream or Nightmare” by Allison Law

Submitted to Contest #95

I don't remember climbing into bed. I don't remember falling asleep. But I must have. Because where I was only cloud be described as a dream.  was was surrounded by darkness. And not just the kind of darkness of when the lights where turned off. It was the kind of darkness where you couldn't see anything. It was like being in a cave, and waving a hand in front of your face and not being able to see it. It was like being complete blind. (Although I had heard that being blind wasn't like seeing black exactly. It was like what you could se...

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“For you” by Allison Law

Submitted to Contest #94

I'd do anything for you.  I'd do anything to see your smile. Your smile is the kind that lights up a room, and makes everyone else smile. Your smile has a speacial power. It can turn the worst, most awful, dark, and painful day into something barable. It is the shining beaking at the end of a rough day. It is the light that guides me through the hard times.  I'd do anything to hear your laugh. It is loud and cheerful, and can make me feel like the funniest person in the world. Your laugh is pure joy. It is everything I want in life...

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“The Man on the Porch” by Allison Law

Submitted to Contest #94

 I didn't know much about the guy next door when I was growing up. I didn't know his name, how old he was, if he was retired, or if he even had a family. All I knew about him was that he loved to sit on his rocking chair, on his porch. He was always sitting on it, looking out onto the road. It was like he was watching the world pass by.       There was something about him that made me feel uncomfortable. Maybe it was the way he always sat on the porch, no matter what the weather was like. My brother and I u...

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“Merry Freaking Christmas...” by Allison Law

Submitted to Contest #93

It is December 24th, Christmas eve, and I am staring down a camel. It is just standing there in the middle of my destroyed living room, with one leg lazily placed on the broken glass topped coffee table. It is just staring at me with it's big caramel brown eyes, and thick brown eyelashes. It blinks slowly like it is questioning my next move. And it slowly chews on the remains of a paper plate, with a jolly Santa Clause on it. A party hat someone had hastily placed on the camel's head is now sliding off of it to the side, dangling just above ...

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“help!” by Allison Law

Submitted to Contest #92

I was in the middle of the country running through a dark dense forest. It was so dark and full of shadows I barely could see as i ran away from him. I could hear my heartbeat in my own ears as i ran. it was like a dumb viberating louder and louder. I could feel the pulse in my throat, and my thoart was raw from screaming. Screams that were never heard by anyone, because i was deep in the woods. The tress that surrounded my muffled my cries, and hid my screams for help. Help that would most likely. I tried to be quiet when I ran now, because...

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“Call to Fight” by Allison Law

Submitted to Contest #92

Now I couldn't just hear the calls of battle. But I could feel them, smell them, see them. The feel of the ground vibrating as people ran, jumped, and fell. It had been like the ground was coming to life. It felt like it was moving. It felt like it was being torn apart, and about to split in half. It had felt like if it did break open it would have swallowed me whole. I could recall the smell of sweat, dirt, and blood. I could recall the smell the grass that was being torn under thousands of feet and hooves. And in some areas, I swore i coul...

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“When you came back” by Allison Law

Submitted to Contest #92

The sky was dark. The only sound was the rain hitting the cold wet metal roof top. It made rough rhythmical sounds. Some sounded like soft dings, while others were loud short bangs. And occasionally a loose branch would grow weak and fall, hitting the metal with a loud crack and thud before it slid off. It might have scared someone, but I was the only one around to hear it for miles. There were no other log cabins around, just mine. It was hidden in the thick forest, surrounded by mighty firs, and strong pines that stood tall. All the trees ...

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