Disabled

Tears leaked out from under my eyelids and my mum came rushing into my room as I wailed. She then carefully placed a tray of my breakfast on my lap.
"I'm sorry darling," she whispered.
In habit I pulled the duvet off my body and leaped out of bed, but instead of standing I crumpled.
Hesitating, my mum hastily lifted me back onto my bed.
"What happened" I sobbed.
"Y-y-you f-f-ell," she said, her voice wavering as she cried.
I buried my face in the pillow and thought about life without this.
"Here's you're wheelchair" mum said, hiding slightly.
She picked me up and put me down in the wheelchair.
"No mum no" I screamed.
"It's got to be,"

Men in cloaks

I walk into the forest and creep along the rocky path. I hold my breath and shiver as the wind flows through my hair. I glance around and suddenly become surrounded by men in hooded cloaks. I scream and try to run but they’re too quick. They throw a sack over me and I fall unconscious. When I awake I fell rocks and gravel shift below me and I bang my head on the roof, all was black. Finally we arrived and I fell on icy marble.

“You spilled our darkest secrets and ruined our plan,” they said angrily.

“What?”

after dawn

A wrinkled hand clasped my shoulder and I yelped as it tugged at my collar.
"What to you think your doing," I shouted, angry but scared.
Silence followed.
"Tell me" I said into the silence.
"Trying to save your life," she croaked.
"Yeah right" I laughed
"Fine if this is how you want to play, death will be your match
"Help" I yelled so anyone within a miles reach could hear.
I flash of lightning shot out of hand and I fell.
I felt her grasping around my neck and opened my mouth put she shot a glare at me and I stopped. The journey dragged on and after a while I got tired, and as my eyelids drooped I fell asleep. We arrived at a gloomy mansion covered in mounds of dust and she shoved me into the center of the room.
"When the moons align you will find death knocking on your door," the old lady said to the heavens but I knew it was aimed at me.
After what felt like a months the moons aligned.

Hope

Was it all a dream? Or did I actually do that? Did I actually just wipe out all that was left of mankind? NO, I can't have, there was a war, remember. But there was still some left after the war wasn't there? Fed up I walked over to our campsite to see for myself. All that was left was dust. I checked the forest then the beach. Nothing. All that could be seen was black sky and grey mist. Just a glimpse of light is enough. Just a living soul would comfort me. Had I been controlled? Had I been possessed?  But all I could remember was falling to the ground, lifeless. Was this my fate? Being stuck with a spirit possessing my body and being forced to kill as I pass out. But I didn't know. All I could do was hope. I would hope upon hope until the days died out that I would survive. Survive and live as a peaceful human living a normal life. I still didn't know that I had been possessed or killed anyone but until then fear would spread. I remembered when I had been a baby, not a fear nor worry could take me. I strained my mind as I thought back to when I had been born and a misty voice appeared.
'You will live in peace and quite till the age of 15, then will be possessed by my sister, nothing can stop this nothing will save you.'
All that was left of that memory was my parents screaming, me wailing ad the spirit fleeing as she laughed hysterically.
I fell to the floor screaming as I blacked out.
'AHHHHHHHHHH.'

The sun

In the morning it Rises from behind luscious green hills.
At noon it shines above us and brings warmth into the cold.
In the afternoon it fades behind the see and the last glimpse of it is when it is reflected upon the ripples.
At night it guides us but hides behind the moon.
All day it will guide us along our path of life.

The worst moment in life 100 word challange

I lay there, the shock spreading as realization dawned on me. A flash appeared in my mind and I got up to shake the feeling off. The words reappeared in my mind,

“Nooo.”

I replayed those horrible moments where I ripped my flesh and teared my soul. He had left. I lay in the musty tunnel covered in seaweed and moss, and I started shivering and cowering in a corner as I hid. I could not believe the smell, the gunpowder and the pollution that lay in the air. I had done this terrible happening. The last thing I saw was scarlet liquid dripping on rocks.

Running free

I stumbled and fell on broken twigs and rustic leaves. The sea rippled in the distance as the darkness closed in. I lay down and tried to rest but the wind was howling too heavily overhead. The rumbling of the storm clouds was too overwhelming that I got up and wandered around the edge of the forest to clear my head. A mysterious shape crept up to me and a face was revealed. I looked up at it and stared into its small, brown eyes. Memories came flooding back to me and I remembered the rest of my life before I had woken up here. It was all too much.
"Save meeee..."