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The Open WindowItaly, 21st Century:
A young girl walks down the narrow streets of a small Italian town named Giaveno. It's a Saturday morning and the market is set up throughout the town-- vendors lining the streets and making new street lanes in the parking lots.
The whole town is out looking for deals, or for a special something to make that night's dinner just a little more special.
Everywhere she she looks, people are running into old friends and talking to people they know. The cafes are brimming with people taking a break from everything and just observing the action around them.
Cars honk in the background and the water fountain in the middle of the plaza splashes lazily.
The clock tower strikes twelve and the girl comes out of her thoughts and hurries home for lunch.
After a lazy day and a pleasant dinner with her family, the girl takes a walk on the quiet back roads on the outskirts of town.
Dogs bark and people chat on their porches, birds chirp and a slow breeze washes over everything.
DaddyDaddy, who are you?
When I first met you, I loved you.
I still do,
but you're different now.
You seem so distant,
so cut off from reality.
You don't talk anymore,
you blame it on a bad day at work.
But we all know you just don't like to talk anymore.
What happened that makes you so shy?
Have I changed?
Has Mom changed?
Or have you always been this way?
I remember you being that silly guy,
The one who would blurt a stupid joke.
The kind that wasn't funny
but we'd all laugh anyway.
You'd play a game
and actually look like you were having fun.
You'd ask me
if I wanted to play catch out front.
You'd ask me
how my day at school was.
You'd ask me questions,
remember things I'd told you were coming up.
You'd watch tv with me
and joke about some stupid thing we saw.
Now you're different.
You don't like games anymore.
You're afraid to crack a joke.
You say you're 'too old' to play catch.
You wait for me to tell you about my day.
You forget things I just told you.
You say you do
Let Them Go, They'll Always Be ThereShe was a happy child, smiles and laughter her best friends. She never found anything to complain about, an optimist who saw nothing but good in the world, a first grader who had nothing but love to give, to anyone or anything, anywhere.
The excitement of starting a new school had hit her, she was a big kid. The first day of school came and went, as did the rest. She quickly made new friends and fell in love with the experience of school. The joys of learning are what her dreams consisted of.
One day, though, her parents took her to see her grandparents at their home just a short three minute drive from her own. It was nothing new, she saw them all the time.
Her grandmother was the same old woman who always seemed so content and happy to see her, just like the last time she'd seen her, probably only a few days before.
Her grandfather seemed to be the same as well, except when he came outside to greet them he ran into the doorframe. It was almost like he didn't realize that the door was
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Pip and I were on our way just days after that first meal he cooked. The trip was finally underway once again and we were making good time, assuming we had actually known where exactly we were headed. We just wanted to get away from those trying to kill us.
Days after we'd started moving again, we ran into our first group of Soldiers. They were large brutes, and very deformed as far as I was concerned. If I didn't know what a Flaw was, or what a Soldier was, I would have thought the Soldiers were the Flaws. I guess in an odd sense they are, but not according to the Superiors' "official" definition of a Flaw.
They were at least a head taller than the average person. Some had missing eyes or fake replacements, some had mechanical arms and legs, most had large, deep scars running across their faces. Some of the scars were even still fresh cuts that hadn't yet had the chance to begin the healing process.
I'd seen them coming, but I know Pip isn't the most skilled fighter, or th
The RunawayI finally did it.
I ran away from that place.
My thoughts haunted by that face.
The way they treated me
It wasn't right was it?
They told me it was me,
That it was all my fault.
I should have been free.
But I wasn't.
I should have been happy.
But I wasn't.
They should have loved me.
But they didn't.
And when I ran away
They chased me down anyway.
They say they love me
But I know they hate me.
They say they consider me
Part of their family.
But I know they just want me gone.
When they chase me
They always catch me.
I guess they were right,
I'm not good enough.
And I'm certainly not
So here I am,
Prisoner once again
Of the so called family
That I can never escape.
That's all we have.
"Coins and Cards"
But only specifics
If you ever need
To make a call
Be sure to have
Give them what
This is the world I live in.
A place where one wrong thing
Leads to one bad consequence.
You might not
Ever get out.
What you want
A telephone booth.
Tiny shards of sharp, broken glass.
A veil of deep, red blood.
That's all that left
Of what used to be.
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We'd taken a break for the night and I had stayed awake half the time, trying to imagine what could have happened to Flame. My biggest regret to this day is probably the fact that I left her behind. I'd told her to let me go alone, but then I'd let Pip come with me. What kind of person did that make me?
I awoke to Pip's hand over my mouth and his face next to mine. His quiet whisper drifted to my ears as we both listened for whatever strange noise Pip had heard.
"Juilliard, wake up! There's something here and we must go quickly. You have things that need to be done, and so do others, we have to move on now."
We slid everything back into our bags and hurriedly swept the remains of the fire under some soil. As we started to move I heard a small branch crack under the pressure of someone, or something.
Pip and I turned to run but immediately stopped as we saw who had stepped in front of us. Match's father, Jacoby, was standing right where we were headed and he was holding a la
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I went back to my room and packed my small set of belongings as quickly as possible while Flame stood outside ready to announce the arrival of any other member of the Underground.
I know that I've always felt a sense of urgency whenever I've had to pack away my things and start moving again, but this time it was different. I'd never been estranged by what I considered my own kind. I suppose some would argue that I'd never really had a 'kind' since I'd always lived as a revolutionary on the run with no one but my mother, but that didn't change the fact that I'd never been estranged like that before.
It took me only about three minutes to look through my room and be sure that every belonging was packed away, ready to be transported elsewhere as I departed on my mission.
I walked out to meet Flame and test our route a couple times, just to be sure that we could make it to the kitchens in time. I had the time, I had to be sure nothing would go wrong this time around. I only had
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