It's so far to believe the sound of crying. It's so hard to not sympathize the motion of tears falling through the skin. The feeling of losing the sense of the body can no longer be what it used to do. In one way, it seemed as too much to come back from as the body no longer holds the weight of the organs and the muscles. There is no longer any blood to hold, it's gone from the inside of the body to the floor of the room. There's only one other person in the room, the person that ripped the body apart. There was a scream in the distance, but it soon faded to nothing as the person that ripped the body apart, soon began to lose their mind and can no longer be called, human. Their eyes slowly began to change into black moss, their face slowly changed into rotten flesh, and their body began to burn away as the heat of the room soon began to emerge. Soon there will be no one in the room and there will be no longer any witnesses left to be involved with the destroyed victims.
The moon is full and bright as bloody red as a ruby, dripping into the night sky as the world slowly changes into the End. Could there have been a chance to change one thing or more to fix the End of the world? Perhaps there could be a chance, but as if now there is a chance to change what has already to come. There is no more to fight from the, it's all too late everything is already done and gone. Hope is gone and Death has come to collect it's souls that were not ready to go, but is now there to be collected permanently. The world is gone, there are no more humans and creatures left to survive, it's just a wasted surface of a planet and soon will be turned into nothing, but ash and rock. Soon it will be just as it was, when it was first born.
~The End~
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Short and Scary stories
NouvellesThese stories will be short and scary, but will be sad and very emotional as well. There will also be blood and gore involved. Please becareful as you ( my readers ) read this book. YOU HAVE BEEN WARNED!!
