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crash
glass shattering
i hear sobbing
muffled words
at a certain point
it just blends together
a slap to the face
her voice is poured slowly
the liquid is trembling
gurgling
groaning
splashing
moaning
blending with the sound of the telephone
smashing its bell against the door
her vowels melt into his fists
floorboards squeek under struggle
gutteral growling
one laugh
crash
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Both of your comments mean alot to me. I'm trying to seriously develop as a writer, after having turned away from it for many years. Most of these old ones span back about a decade, I'm 28 now.
Your comments certainely encourage me to continue!
her voice is poured slowly
the liquid is trembling
gurgling
groaning
splashing
moaning
blending with the sound of the telephone
smashing its bell against the door
her vowels melt into his fists_________________________________
**********************this midsection is a knock-out and no pun intended- espescially the "vowels melt into his fists" brand new original voice- its exciting to read!
