ROAR OF THE BLENDER
(July 11, 2013)

I turned on the blender trying to drown out the roar of the voices that vibrated upstairs but no matter how long I held the power button the voices were as loud as the music at a night club. I heard every negative word that escaped from their lips. Though they held no connection to me I felt them slice through my skin, leaving behind scars that would never heal. The tears that began to fall from my eyes only made the scars that much deeper and I wished to be swallowed up by the night, swallowed up by the roar of the blender.

© 2013 by Lena Kovadlo

I wrote this piece for my writing class exercise. I had only five minutes to write the piece based on a sound from a list of sounds that resonated with me. I chose roar. Please let me know your thoughts. This piece has not been edited. 

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