The Pile Of Dead Leaves

By Sophie, Stage 5

Art Write Light 2021 is a  creative writing project curated by Story Factory, in collaboration with visual artist Blak Douglas. During the program, students from Bonnyrigg High School and St Clair High School were introduced to the work of Blak Douglas, and created written and audio pieces responding to his artwork.

The Pile Of Dead Leaves

All that could be heard was the rustling of the dying leaves. They sit along the concrete pathway as the branches sway in the wind. 

Monologue

My sweaty palms pushed off the animalistic being as I tried to find my balance and continue running. The demonic growls of a large crowd have successfully made it so there is no place else to hide. The only thing in my vision being the old barn which my family once owned before this worldwide pandemic. I had no other choice but to run inside and attempt to seek safety.

‘So here it is, my final few minutes-’

The doors rumbled on their hinges as forceful pressure was being put upon them. I bounced back onto the large stacks of hay, soon having an uncomfortable feeling being put onto my lower thigh. I rolled onto my side to look at the pocket of my jean pants-

‘The lighter’

I knew what I had to do but I don’t know if I have the courage to do so.

‘I must do it, for the sake of the group.’

My thumb made its way to the flame, deserving its heat.’

I can’t believe I’m doing this.’

I closed my eyes and let the flames embrace me.

Much is Rife, Blak Douglas, 2021

Art Write Light is generously supported by the Balnaves Foundation.