Monday, April 1, 2013
Dying with Him
I slump up the concrete stairs not even watching where I'm going. When I reach the top, my foot gets caught on the edge of the step. When my head hits the concrete, pain spreads throughout my body. Blood trickles down my head and splashes onto the concrete. People passing by just walk on not realizing how severe my injuries probably are. When my eyes start to close, I feel arms wrap around me and lift my head up. I pry my eyes open and I can see its a boy from my school. At least I died in peace.
I will be taking a break from my Caravan 63 series but stayed tuned in because it will be back. I will be putting a new story up each week so keep your eyes peeled from the forth story in my Caravan 63 series.