Hana: a Delirium Short Story
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The trees look larger and darker than usual. The leaves are almost black, knitted so tightly together they blot out the sky.
"It probably wasn't the best day for a picnic," Alex says, and just then I realize that yes, of course, we haven't eaten any of the food we brought. There's a basket at the foot of the blanket, filled with half-rotten fruit, swarmed by tiny black ants.
"Why not?" I say. We are lying on our backs, staring at the web of leaves above us, thick as a wall.
"Because it's snowing...." Alex laughs. And again I realize he's right: It is snowing, thick flake Netlign="cents the color of ash swirling all around us. It's freezing cold, too. My breath comes in clouds, and I press against him, trying to stay warm.
"Give me your arm," I say, but Alex doesn't respond. I try to move into the space between his arm and his chest but his body is rigid, unyielding. "Alex," I say. "Come on, I'm cold." "I'm cold," he parrots, from lips that barely move. They are blue, and cracked. He is staring at the leaves without blinking.
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To quickly assess the difficulty of the text, read a short excerpt:
The trees look larger and darker than usual. The leaves are almost black, knitted so tightly together they blot out the sky.
"It probably wasn't the best day for a picnic," Alex says, and just then I realize that yes, of course, we haven't eaten any of the food we brought. There's a basket at the foot of the blanket, filled with half-rotten fruit, swarmed by tiny black ants.
"Why not?" I say. We are lying on our backs, staring at the web of leaves above us, thick as a wall.
"Because it's snowing...." Alex laughs. And again I realize he's right: It is snowing, thick flake Netlign="cents the color of ash swirling all around us. It's freezing cold, too. My breath comes in clouds, and I press against him, trying to stay warm.
"Give me your arm," I say, but Alex doesn't respond. I try to move into the space between his arm and his chest but his body is rigid, unyielding. "Alex," I say. "Come on, I'm cold." "I'm cold," he parrots, from lips that barely move. They are blue, and cracked. He is staring at the leaves without blinking.
What to read after Hana: a Delirium Short Story?
You can find similar books in the "Read Also" column, or choose other free books by Lauren Oliver to read onlineMoreLess
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