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Short Story

Nothing is ever easy, a few moments different , connected? Really old, not up to the standards of writing I hope to achieve in the future.

The wasted breath

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by Galdre

by Galdre

How, how did this happen?

I don't know how it could come to this.

I don't want to die here.

I am scared, I shouldn't be egoistic, I knew it was my destiny from the start , but I don't want to die yet.

I don't want to die.

I can see air in the form of bubbles escaping my lips, my last wasted breath.

Please, somebody!

When I look up I can see the light getting further away, please.

Save me!

I can feel the rope around my hands and feet, dragging me towards my death.

Why isn't anybody saving me.

Why am I unable to save myself?

Help me!

Anybody!

Please...

I just want another moment?

Is that asked to much?

One happy memory?

Please....

Don't kill me!