Listen.
You can hear life all around you.
My dad used to say that.
I'm listening.
But all I hear is death.
I focus harder.
I hear footsteps.
Rapid.
A stumble.
An inhumane groan.
A scream.
All I hear is dying.
Listen.
I'm listening.
This is my first story (technically poem but that's ok)! I was really bored in math class and this is the result. Hope you enjoyed