Renata Vaideanu

“The dark place” by Renata Vaideanu

How would you picture a life without being able to see the light of day? I can tell how it is, and I can assure you that it’s terribly awful. I live in a dark place, and I have been living here, with the rest of the town since the day the big shining star landed in our town. Those who came out of the big star were very pale individuals and kept pointing and asking us questions in a language that no one knew even existed,...

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“I swear” by Renata Vaideanu

Submitted to Contest #64

Just go faster, you stupid horse! I kept hitting the horse’s neck even though I knew it couldn’t go any faster, but I needed that thought. I need to go faster if I want to have any chance of saving her. It's my fault that she was taken away and I won't ever forgive myself if they killed her.  “Stupid horse! Don’t go slower, go faster, you idiot!” I screamed my lungs out. I felt all that frustration growin...

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“The new king” by Renata Vaideanu

Submitted to Contest #62

“Bow down in front of the prince!” the tall soldier shouted. His armor was shining even on that cloudy day. He was walking in front of the royal escort, making way as they walked foreword, making sure no peasant dared to step in front of the prince. He knew what was going to happen if someone dared to be ungrateful to the king’s relatives. Even though he couldn’t wait to see some blood staining his metallic gloves, he ...

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“The Austen Era” by Renata Vaideanu

Submitted to Contest #61

I've always liked reading, not that I had another choice. Both of my parents are literature teachers and I have been surrounded by books my entire life. After hours and hours of listening to my parents' speeches about how can literature influence a kid’s life, I finally gave it a shot. The first few authors, Tolstoy, Stendhal, Flaubert, or Dostoevsky weren’t really “the one”, so I started looking into British literature,...

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“Remember: one foot in front of the other” by Renata Vaideanu

Submitted to Contest #59

I hate it here! I've always hated it here, but my entire family lived here for generations. Well, they lived here together until my parents divorced a few years ago. It wasn’t a normal divorce, as it wasn’t a normal marriage, as they are not normal people. If during their marriage, the sun rose in the morning and set in the afternoon, just so that moon could take its place, now a few things changed and I have to adjust w...

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