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TITLE: The Lost One | Previous Challenge Entry
By Grace .
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Tears sprang to Anna’s eyes. Who could love her? Homeless. Dirty. Terrified. Alone. She stopped, her sore eyes taking in the few land marks. There was nothing familiar to her. Anna thought nobody would want to take her in and she didn’t want to go to an orphanage. She collapsed on a rock, she tasted the ashes as she put her head in her dirty hands and wept; her tears cleaning her muddy face.
“Mama? Oh Mama! Where are you? I need you! I can’t go on without you!” Anna said, tears stinging her throat. Her bruised knees ached as she stood back up. She began to walk again, her sore feet dragging in the dirt. Anna had no idea in what direction she was going; she just walked.
Plain white walls of a church loomed in front of her when she finally stopped walking.
Something told her to go in.
Anna hesitated at the front door, half hoping nobody would be inside. She caught her breath when she stepped on the smooth, ordinary red carpet. The sanctuary smelled of many people and vanilla candles that were burning on a small table near by. She could almost taste the vanilla as she walked down the center aisle. The room was small and plain. She had always thought churches were grand. Anna stopped when she noticed a man standing on the stage looking at her, holding out his hands to her. There was something about the man like she had seen him before.
“Hello. My name is Pastor John, but you can call me John. Are you all right? You look tired. What is your name?” the man said a huge smile on his face.
“A…Anna.” Anna said hesitating.
“Anna. I have been waiting for you.” To voices seemed to say at once. Anna turned her head, searching for the second speaker, but there was no one except herself and the pastor. The Pastor continued talking, he didn’t even turn his head to find the source of the second voice. This just made Anna more nervous. “I dreamed a dream last night sent by the Lord Himself, He said I needed to come here today to meet with you.” The Pastor said.
“Why were you standing on the stage with your arms open to me? Do you love me?” Anna asked confused.
“Yes, I love you, but I wasn’t standing there with my arms opened I was trying to fix this microphone. You must have seen Jesus. He loves you so much more than I do.”
“Jesus? How can anybody love me that much? I’m only a homeless orphan girl with nowhere to go.”
“The Lord doesn’t care, you are His daughter and He loves you.” He answered back.
“But how?” Anna wiped tears and dirt from her face.
“Lets talk and I’ll tell you.” Pastor John said as he led her to a pew.
“Dear Lord, take this girl…” The pastor said beginning to pray, but Anna wasn’t listening. Another voice spoke to her.
“Anna.” The Voice said. “I love you. Do not fear for I will take care of you. You will be safe in My arms. You are my daughter.” Anna’s heart was filled with strength and a deep sense of love and something she couldn’t name; she had finally found her true home.
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I like this word picture, "A feeling of calm laziness swept over Anna..."
Keep writing!!!
Don
You have a nice story line and show great promise with the good pictures you draw with words.