The Red Light

A creative writing piece.

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Content Warning: blood, animal death

Hi, I'm back with another assignment I submitted for my poetry writing class. (Yep, I submitted this. XD)

This is supposed to be a surrealism prose poem. Every idea I came up with was full of violence. Haha, I couldn't help myself.

I also had to read this out loud to the whole class. That was quite something.

This was written around the spookiest time of the year. I mean Halloween.

How's my attempt at writing horror/surrealism? Please tell me. I'm curious.  

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The Red Light

You are driving home after a long day of work. There are no lampposts or store lights to lighten the path, and the moon and stars are not visible. Then a red light flashes ahead of you. You slam your foot on the gas pedal as you zoom towards it. As you approach it, it takes the shape of a traffic light. When the front of your car is only a few feet away from the traffic light, you are able to observe it up close. Its red light taunts you, which only motivates you to force the gas pedal to the melting asphalt below. Your car is overheating, burning the ground below, but you do not care. You are too attracted to the red light; it mesmerizes you. On closer inspection, you realize that the shape of the red light differs from that of the yellow and green. The red light is coming from a laser pointer. You have to catch it. Without thinking it through, you run the traffic light. After you pass it, you notice that the red light follows you. A red, round spot the size of the palm of your hand lands on your car’s windshield. Still feeling desperate to catch the red light, you unbuckle your seatbelt and stretch your arms in front of you. As your fingertips touch the glass, a red glow surrounds them. As the red glow drips down your hands, it takes the form of blood. Blood is in the air; blood is on your tongue. This does not horrify you; it is something you anticipated. Less than a minute after staring at the red spot on the windshield and your red hands, everything turns dark. The red light no longer hits the windshield; it simply vanished right in front of you. However, your fingers still feel wet and sticky; your hands are warm. The next thing you remember happening is the sound of the laser which emits the red light turning on and off again. Then the red light does not return; instead, the moon turns the sky yellow. All of a sudden, you see a cat—your cat— standing on its hindlegs and holding a gigantic laser pointer in your direction. The cat drops the laser, its red light spilling onto the ground, and approaches you to pick your car up. It unlocks a car door and grabs hold of you, cradling you in its paws. As the car crashes down into the near-boiling asphalt of the street, the cat scratches your head and tells you to eat your pet rabbit you hunted and killed in the morning. Then the cat leaves, and you stand on the roof of your car. You excitedly wait for your cat to play the red light game with you again and give you your dinner. The burning metal does not hinder your appetite for bloody rabbit.

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Hope you enjoyed reading this! >:D



............. Yay, I'm able to insert images in my posts again. Just on the website, of course. 
I'm still feeling... pretty unhappy. I planned on posting this a little while back.