CREATIVE WRITING: GOTHIC LOVE
This article is a compilation of two pieces of writing made by tenth graders on a creative writing workshop on english class, inspired by the song "The Haunting" by Kamelot, in the style of gothic writing.
by: Vanessa Rubbini 10A
Let's wake up
take us away
away from this place
from the lies we create
and the barriers we built from the hate
the dispair​.
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Run away with me
with the one I am
for my beating heart
before my walls crack
and our love corrupts.
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I know you feel the same
you miss the sound our colors made
and the spark our kisses sent
to the sky and the stars
when they were ours​.
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Helena is not dead.
by: Sofia Uribe 10B
As we were talking the last class, actually we consider everything a tragedy in the ambit of love, but for me, the only tragedy in this ambit is when your couple dies or stops loving you without a reason. I really don't believe that you can wake up one day and say "I don't love him anymore" without a reason, there will always be one.
I have been in a relationship for almost a year with a boy, he's my best friend, we have an incredible connection and I really love him. I think he is my first and hopefully my last true love. Recently he enrolled in a university, and this change school-university has been hard not only for him but also for me and our relationship, I think that love can't exist without pain, fights, and bad things because in those situations when you suffer, and the relationship isn't at it's best state is when you realize the type of person you are with. I consider myself a lucky person for having him in my life, and for having the opportunity of going through a rough time in our relationship that helped me get to know him better and realize that he is an incredible person that will always be there for me no matter what
REFLECTION
by: Ana Sofìa Padilla Daza
Coffee and cigarettes on the floor,
a cascade of salt water on the door.
I see those black marks at the bottom of your eyes;
I can't help but think they are just mine.
We made impossible promises to invisible people
to feel one step closer to joyfulness and freedom.
But what started as a children's game,
ended up with me watching you suffer every day.
You always tell me to cheer up, but you never make me smile;
maybe doing something useful would make me feel less down.
I see you everyday but I can't get to like
neither your face nor how you act.
Mirror mirror tell me what to do
‘cause I can only feel blue.
Please don't be mean to me,
I’m just trying so hard to live.
Mirror mirror tell me why
when I see your face, I can't like it at all.
Can one day when I ask you how pretty I am,
You say, “I love you just how you are.”
I told you, “You don't need someone to save you”
but you believed in it so hard that you didn't let me help you-
You watch me bleed and do nothing,
but what can you do if you're not even something.
You tell me, "Listening to sad tunes won't make you less mad"
but you listen to the same music as I.
And even though I know the lyrics to all your song.
I can't help but try to find a meaning on my own.
You just keep playing with my emotions
like if from me, you had no notion.
You just seem to keep people away from me
shutting everyone out, letting no one in.
Mirror mirror tell me what to do
‘cause I can only feel blue.
Please don't be mean to me,
I’m just trying so hard to live.
Mirror mirror tell me why
when I see your face, I can't like it at all.
Can one day when I ask you how pretty I am,
You say, “I love you just how you are.”
You trusted and believed everyone with the seasons;
you know brain doesn't get jokes and heart doesn't get reasons.
I wish I had known that before I started joking
about how terribly awful you were looking.
And now I can't make my heart understand
that I never meant to hurt you, and that they were all lies.
I try to ask you, “Why do you do this? Why do you break yourself?
What did you do to that beautiful mirror that used to be in the tallest shelf?”
I hope one day I find that you have been fixed,
To know that at least you took the risk
What is it that you're hiding that I can never get?
Why is it that you're crying that I can never help?
Mirror mirror tell me what to do
‘cause I can only feel blue.
Please don't be mean to me,
I’m just trying so hard to live.
Mirror mirror tell me why
when I see your face, I can't like it at all.
Can one day when I ask you how pretty I am,
You say, “I love you just how you are.”
Coffee and cigarettes on the floor,
a cascade of salt water on the door.
