Ello! This is a one-shot I was writing in ELA. I was bored and done with my work and feeling really…I don't know. Anyways hope ya enjoy it! – FS77
Bitter Sweet Surrender
I awake to the sound of screaming. Bullets flying over head and fog sweeping over the ground. I feel my head swimming with previous events. I feel around with my hands. They hit a pool of liquid. I'm scared to look, but I do anyways. My hands are stained in red. Blood. I taste a metallic taste in my mouth. Blood. Gun shots rang through the air. Shouts, screams, and yells echoed in the distance.
I see him. Screaming and aiming his gun. Pellets shooting out, it seemed 100 in 5 minutes to me. My world seemed to be slower than normal.
He was yelling, "Why! Why did you do this to me buddy?" Blood dripping down his cheeks mixing with sweat. His hair unruly and black. Like sorrow. Black like death.
I try to move; try to call out to him but all my attempts just seem to fail. The next thing I know he's down. Down on the cold blood stained earth. H crawls toward me his hand on his chest. He removes his hand and I see a hole. Blood seeping out and when he clutches my hand in his I can feel blood on it. He calls my name.
"Come on Buddy," He says, "Don't give up."
Slowly my world grows dark.
"No!" he yells. "Don't do this to me!" "Don't you fuckin die on me!"
The last thing I see is him above me. Silent tears staining his cheeks. "Please?" be begs softly. "Please don leave me…"
If people think that you see light when you die, then they're cracked. (Me!) If they think you sprout wings the moment you leave or grow horns they're wrong.
You feel nothingness, like your body is splitting from you, you float in the abyss never to return. You lay waiting in darkness and deep depression.
You die.
Well I hope you all enjoyed that piece of writing. It was a pain getting on here but I'm glad it's typed. I even added to it to make it more descriptive. Well review if you want. By the way. Who was who do you think? Who was the one dying and who was the one feeling regretful and sorrow? Well if you guessed Steve and Sodapop you are correct. Steve was the one fighting and Soda is the one who died. Poor Soda. Well farewell… - FS77