The Fall
The Fall. In practically every religion, there is a narrative regarding a “Fall”, or “The Fall”. I never genuinely experienced the notion of that. Indeed though I am a Christian, it didn’t occur to me that “The Fall” signified the origin function of the complete scripture. Each pastor I associate with uses “The Fall” as a biblical reference to each infirmity. Awaking one morning, I subsequently conjectured why it remained so relevant. That one aurora was the wakeup omen of all my vulnerable beliefs. It completely originated while I woke up to a phone call. Annoyed, because it remained barely 4 a.m. & I wasn’t scheduled for my alarm ’till 7:30 a.m. I answered abruptly.“Is this Isabella Hunter?” Unenthusiastic, irritable, & exhausted I snarled: “Why are you calling me?” I ought to confess that I was dampened by his distant, penetrating voice. So I softened my voice, not wanting to arouse my mum. “Humankind possesses only 7 spans left ere I terminate it!” He frightened me! Oh, how he frightened me! His wretched call was similar to a transpiring shot with an arrow. Direct, punctured, & shocking! Abruptly, the peculiar man hung up, issuing me with dark, dejected silence...
Genre: Drama/Mystery
Age range: 16+
Word count: 202
Author name: Tatiana McCruel
Why project is a good fit: It grows deep into the idea of the Fall and explores religious tension and inquiry.
Target Audience: Teens/ Y.A.
Platform: N/A
Education: Middle school
Experience: Classes taken on writing
Hometown: Cleveland, Ohio
Age: 13
Stories
Lies can be a perfect teacher,
When they tell the truth of something deeper.
Through story, metaphor, simile, poetry,
With romance, science fiction, fantasy.
Tales of people, places, that I’m sure,
Will never be and never were.
But reflect the truths that people hide,
Like a mirror looking straight inside.
Both dark and light and in between,
The things we always leave unseen.
While practical things can keep us breathing,
Stories, they give life a meaning.
