The bright gleaming of the red and orange sunlight lay softly against my eyes. As I walked along the beach, the soft, cool sand climbing in between my toes. I sighed. I knew my time was nearly up. My frail body seemed creak like an old, rusty machine as it made its last journey.
The setting sun fell against my body and the warmth spread along my back, and yet I shivered for the lack of insulation on my body made me cold all the time. I looked at my skeletal arm, I watched a goose bumps spread up my arms one, by one. The pale, soft hair waving with the wind. I had been covered in hair all over my body since when 'this' had begun. I looked at my watch my family got it for me as a present I had wanted it for ages. It read '6:52 pm'. I carried on walking; the gentle breeze that seemed to make me freeze blew my thin, blonde, curly hair. I knew my time was up. I saw the wave's crash gently against the rocks. The rush of the sea calmed me. I should have been in a hospital bed but even they said my time was up. I could have lived maybe an extra hour but I would have been unconscious. I suddenly felt a rush of dizziness that I had felt so much over these past three years. I felt my knees buckle and I fell to the ground with a soft thud.
I heard footsteps running a stranger knelt down beside me.
"Call an ambulance". I heard the noise of the buttons of a mobile being pressed. I closed my eyes. I couldn't make out the words of the stranger. I was thinking; I had lost they had won, the voices. The pain that I had endured for the past three years. The screams, the control. They had won. I closed my eyes and let the darkness take over….
A/N
This is my first fanfiction, I know it has nothing to do with HP but I didn't know where to put it, so just use you imagination and pretend it was someone from HP or something. I just wrote this because I was bored so please review and tell me what you think. Please review :D Anything I could do to improve my writing? But please don't be horrible about the illness.