A short story I wrote for a school project.


1. Gone

It crept towards me. The cold, the darkness. The end. The fear grew stronger as it came closer. I had no where to go. I was trapped. My breathes grew shorter, my heart rate slowed, I was in a pool of blood, I could feel my own body heat rose against the pressure of the ground. I knew it was coming for me and only me. Then I was gone. I was awoken by a light. It became bigger by the moment, like a child on a grow-spurt. The light became a human figure. I wanted to run but my body was like a wet cloth. The figure crept closer, and cradled me in the light No pain, No hunger of thirst, and absolutely No deprivation to survive and that's when I realized I was gone. The End.

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