Here's mine below. This is a YA supernatural horror. Check out the other contestants on her blog.
Beginning: The floorboards creaked under the Intruder as he walked up the aisle of the small church. Moving shadows crept along the walls, brought to life by the flickering candles that rimmed the nave. Old frescos and mosaics hung between frost windows, looming carved pieces depicting the last moments of the prophet vital to this particular religions history, hung lower along the walls. The deity's name didn't matter, known as many different names in the world. What mattered was that people believed.
Belief was power.
Middle: She didn't move. Her eyes cut through him, holding him numb. Tear stains lined her face, tearing a clean path on her cheeks. With trembling hands, she handed him a piece of paper. “She is the second sign,” the girl whispered. Jake looked down at the crumpled piece of paper just as the girl leapt over the cliff.
End: People would soon forget. They would rebuild, die, and leave only legacies behind. The immortals, well, that was a whole different story.
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