Post by jalaraque on Jun 18, 2007 16:24:46 GMT -5
Honestly I cannot think this would go anywhere else but drama but if it doesn't belong here please let me know.
This story is simply the last ten seconds of a mans life.
10…
The light…blinding…brighter than I thought it would be. The flash brightening the park for just a second until the darkness rushes back in reclaiming its hold. The sound hits me. It is so loud it hurts and yet on the outside I feel nothing. Did it even hit me? The smell I can’t describe it but it is unmistakably clear what it is. My ears ring, I can feel the pressure in my head. I feel sick to my stomach; my mouth is dry, what will happen next? The blindness fades but now I am surrounded by darkness.
9…
Has time slowed or is it just me. Shouldn’t something have happened by now? The ringing is replaced by an echo but this sound is different as if coming from inside me. The smell is gone. This is bad I should be able to smell something. A pressure on my forehead, my God this is real, this did happen. I feel weak; my heart is pounding in my chest but for how long? Why am I looking up at the sky? I should keep my eyes focused so when asked I can identify, if I am able to.
8…
I feel a numbness cover my entire body. Is this how it happens or am I one of the lucky ones? The force has pushed me backwards I won’t be able to maintain balance. I will soon fall on my back still looking up into the darkness of the night. Something feels wet, like a rag soaked in luke warm water placed on my forehead. But the wetness is inside me traveling thru me. I want to scream but I can’t even speak. I hear the tapping of sound, shoes on concrete. It grows quieter then fades away. Am I floating, time is still slowed I don’t feel the ground beneath me anymore. If only I could turn my head.
7…
The numbness I felt just a moment before is gone, replaced with excruciating pain. I beg for the numbed feeling to return. My head is on fire. I can smell my own burnt flesh. The sickness in my stomach returns. The ground catches up to me or perhaps I catch up to the ground, I’m not sure. My head slams against the concrete. My back quickly follows. The wetness inside my head has leaked out. My eyes blur as I try to look ahead of me but my strength quickly fades.
6…
I can feel it slipping away. The pain is dulled now as if it’s been there forever. My muscles relax .The feeling in my legs fade in and out as my breathing slows. The warm feeling of blood on my face contrasts with the cold feeling of the ground on my back. Time slows even further as I feel death tugging at my soul. There is no question in what is left of my mind that I don’t have long to live. What is left to do in the few moment’s remaining? Reflect on what has happened in my life? Curse the one who did this? Who am I to question what one is to do before death? As my heart beat slows there is one last task, I close my eyes and remember.
5…
Not quite flashing but I see the images inside my mind. My mothers face smiling down upon me. She always smelled like she was baking cookies. Her eyes always watching making sure I was ok. She would always hold me close to her protecting me. Her gentle touch would always comfort me. My father’s wisdom, his strength guided me thru all my hardships. He was always at my side to defend me, to help me up when I had fallen. His words and actions taught me how to be a man. He taught me to care and provide for my family, to carry on the legacy of honor.
4…
I can hear my friends calling out to me. Kind enough to tell me what I wanted to hear and honest enough to tell me what I didn’t. Without the need to ask they were always there to help me. They also gave me words of encouragement to help me help myself. No matter the situation my friends always had my back. But they also took the lead and would stand in front of me to guard me from harm. Time and distance had no effect on our relationship. With all the changes that took place throughout our lives I knew it would only take a phone call to return to how it uses to be.
3…
With just a glance from across a crowed classroom the missing piece to my life was found. Perhaps her eyes brought me to her, but it was her heart and mind that made me stay. We became friends before anything else. If time flies when you are having fun then I have discovered light speed. Her intelligence enlightened me. Her passion inspired me and her beauty captivated me. Independent with her own dreams and goals we took our time and planned our life together. It was not just emotions. I knew in my mind that I would spend the rest of my life with her.
2…
Six months of saving, I now had enough to purchase her engagement ring. She was practical she didn’t want anything extravagant but I wanted each step to be special. It was only money. It was the memory. The look in her eyes and the smile on her face that would last forever, this was what I was looking forward to. I was almost late. Our careers would sometimes keep us apart and it almost kept me from making my purchase. All I wanted to do was make it home. It was getting dark. I shouldn’t have gone thru the park. I don’t even remember the face only the black barrel of the gun.
1…
I was willing to give him everything, everything except…He knew I had more and was determined to take it. I shouldn’t have fought him, but it was more than just a ring. I could see the gun getting closer to me rising towards my head. I gave in reaching for the velvet covered box but it was too late.
I can open my eyes just enough to see the pool of my own blood forming around me. I can hear someone screaming calling for help, but I know it is far too late for that. That bright light is it heaven or a star, I would know soon enough. I turn my head one final time. I can see the velvet covered box still held tightly in my hand. I love you so much…if I could only see her one last time…perhaps I will in the afterlife.
0…
This story is simply the last ten seconds of a mans life.
10…
The light…blinding…brighter than I thought it would be. The flash brightening the park for just a second until the darkness rushes back in reclaiming its hold. The sound hits me. It is so loud it hurts and yet on the outside I feel nothing. Did it even hit me? The smell I can’t describe it but it is unmistakably clear what it is. My ears ring, I can feel the pressure in my head. I feel sick to my stomach; my mouth is dry, what will happen next? The blindness fades but now I am surrounded by darkness.
9…
Has time slowed or is it just me. Shouldn’t something have happened by now? The ringing is replaced by an echo but this sound is different as if coming from inside me. The smell is gone. This is bad I should be able to smell something. A pressure on my forehead, my God this is real, this did happen. I feel weak; my heart is pounding in my chest but for how long? Why am I looking up at the sky? I should keep my eyes focused so when asked I can identify, if I am able to.
8…
I feel a numbness cover my entire body. Is this how it happens or am I one of the lucky ones? The force has pushed me backwards I won’t be able to maintain balance. I will soon fall on my back still looking up into the darkness of the night. Something feels wet, like a rag soaked in luke warm water placed on my forehead. But the wetness is inside me traveling thru me. I want to scream but I can’t even speak. I hear the tapping of sound, shoes on concrete. It grows quieter then fades away. Am I floating, time is still slowed I don’t feel the ground beneath me anymore. If only I could turn my head.
7…
The numbness I felt just a moment before is gone, replaced with excruciating pain. I beg for the numbed feeling to return. My head is on fire. I can smell my own burnt flesh. The sickness in my stomach returns. The ground catches up to me or perhaps I catch up to the ground, I’m not sure. My head slams against the concrete. My back quickly follows. The wetness inside my head has leaked out. My eyes blur as I try to look ahead of me but my strength quickly fades.
6…
I can feel it slipping away. The pain is dulled now as if it’s been there forever. My muscles relax .The feeling in my legs fade in and out as my breathing slows. The warm feeling of blood on my face contrasts with the cold feeling of the ground on my back. Time slows even further as I feel death tugging at my soul. There is no question in what is left of my mind that I don’t have long to live. What is left to do in the few moment’s remaining? Reflect on what has happened in my life? Curse the one who did this? Who am I to question what one is to do before death? As my heart beat slows there is one last task, I close my eyes and remember.
5…
Not quite flashing but I see the images inside my mind. My mothers face smiling down upon me. She always smelled like she was baking cookies. Her eyes always watching making sure I was ok. She would always hold me close to her protecting me. Her gentle touch would always comfort me. My father’s wisdom, his strength guided me thru all my hardships. He was always at my side to defend me, to help me up when I had fallen. His words and actions taught me how to be a man. He taught me to care and provide for my family, to carry on the legacy of honor.
4…
I can hear my friends calling out to me. Kind enough to tell me what I wanted to hear and honest enough to tell me what I didn’t. Without the need to ask they were always there to help me. They also gave me words of encouragement to help me help myself. No matter the situation my friends always had my back. But they also took the lead and would stand in front of me to guard me from harm. Time and distance had no effect on our relationship. With all the changes that took place throughout our lives I knew it would only take a phone call to return to how it uses to be.
3…
With just a glance from across a crowed classroom the missing piece to my life was found. Perhaps her eyes brought me to her, but it was her heart and mind that made me stay. We became friends before anything else. If time flies when you are having fun then I have discovered light speed. Her intelligence enlightened me. Her passion inspired me and her beauty captivated me. Independent with her own dreams and goals we took our time and planned our life together. It was not just emotions. I knew in my mind that I would spend the rest of my life with her.
2…
Six months of saving, I now had enough to purchase her engagement ring. She was practical she didn’t want anything extravagant but I wanted each step to be special. It was only money. It was the memory. The look in her eyes and the smile on her face that would last forever, this was what I was looking forward to. I was almost late. Our careers would sometimes keep us apart and it almost kept me from making my purchase. All I wanted to do was make it home. It was getting dark. I shouldn’t have gone thru the park. I don’t even remember the face only the black barrel of the gun.
1…
I was willing to give him everything, everything except…He knew I had more and was determined to take it. I shouldn’t have fought him, but it was more than just a ring. I could see the gun getting closer to me rising towards my head. I gave in reaching for the velvet covered box but it was too late.
I can open my eyes just enough to see the pool of my own blood forming around me. I can hear someone screaming calling for help, but I know it is far too late for that. That bright light is it heaven or a star, I would know soon enough. I turn my head one final time. I can see the velvet covered box still held tightly in my hand. I love you so much…if I could only see her one last time…perhaps I will in the afterlife.
0…