The next few stories that I'm going to put up are things I did for my creative writing class. For this one, we had to write about this picture and discribe sights, sounds, smells, you get the idea.
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Uma loved the great beast her father had brought home for her, one blustery winter day. It had slobbered and snarled, lashing out with sharp claws that were like the feet of the brass fire grate, great green eyes staring anger from the big, black head, ears pinned flat against its skull. Her father had put a strong leather leash on its collar, a collar with little pink hearts on it and tied the end to her oak bed, then left them alone.
Days later, she was riding the great beast, whom she affectionatly called Ralph. Ralph smashed her blocks, bit the heads off her dollies, disembodied them and generally slobbered all over the place. But Uma loved him. She loved his rank, feral scent, his coarse, oily fur and hot breath. She loved the way he moved under her when she rode him and responded to the gentle tugs on his leash. Granted, Ralph was not terribly happy with his new life as a small, delicate child's play thing. It really should be the other way around...she should be his plaything, to bat around with his claws. But for now, as long as he was leashed, he contented himself with batting the frail dolls around, pulling their heads, legs and arms off, creating a grotesque scene.
"Smile for the camera now, darling." Her father was saying as he steadied the camera, focusing in on his little Uma on the great beast, clothed in warm, golden sunshine, a great contrast against the dark burgundy wallpaper.
Uma smiled coyly, her fingers gently grazing Ralph's bristly haunches. Ralph snarled, eyes wide, tounge hanging out and tail tucked between his legs in submission. Not willing submission, but submission none the less.
The light bulb on the camera flashed and her father smiled, then choked at the rank smell of Ralph. Her mother was just going to die when she opened the envelope and saw her angelic baby on the great black brute.
Serves her right for leaving them.
