what the title say is basically what I always have as an nightmare in the nights, basically its giving u hints on what is going on in my mind
pls
ik im not ok
so relax
Unknown Pov:
Will you ever see the light again? I ask myself, grenades exploding everywhere, bullets flying through the air, some pierce through my skin.
1 bullet
2 bullet
3 bullet
4 bullet
5 bullet
6 bullet
7 bullet
8 bullet
9 bullet
10 bullets going through me as they shoot m, fire everywhere, blood all over my face and clothes, my eyes are lifeless. I was barely walking toward the person who was shooting at me.
This was the war that the worlds accomplish made. The end of my life settles here
Tanks everywhere
air fighter jets going through the sky, dropping shells
explosions everywhere all over the area
My hearing was a annoying ringing sound
10 shot
11 shot
12 shot
13 shot
14 shot
15 shot
16 shot
17 shot
18 shot
19 shot
20 bullets ...
How am i still alive?? I ask myself, barely walking as i collapse on the ground. Blood pooling around me, a dark crimson red, so much blood the smell of metallic all over my nostrils. Lifting up my hands, looking up and reaching toward the person, unarmed I was and they still shooting me.
Many bullets going all around me, missing me a lot, My vision getting black dots and blurry.
Why? why now? What did i do to deserve this? I ask in my mind.
I coughed out blood and then find myself alone. On my knees, bodies everywhere all around me, Blood all over the scenery everywhere, their was no spot that had no blood. Explosions all around still.
Sobbing to myself at the state i am, i dont feel pain at all, im numb all bloody and painless... I hear a faint sound in the distance. My mind playing tricks and hallucinations.
"JEIKU!!!" it was a heart clenching scream. I smiled softly losing hope, I grab the gun on the floor that was next to me.
"End the suffering already" a voice in my head says
I cough out blood again
slowly lifting the gun to my head.
I give one last smile
"I love you all... i wish i could live longer" I whispered
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The faint sound of a gunshot was heard all over
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I was done
I dont Wanna live anymore
YOU ARE READING
ONe shots
Fantasya little bit of ideas that may one day soon become stories just on hold