"Blow it." His low and raspy voice said softly to the girl next to him.
"N-No..." She said, shaking her head as tears started to fall down her face. Her eyes gazed up to her friend in the center of the room, who was bound in place with ropes and under a large block of metal that was going to fall down. The man next to her moved the silver whistle closer to her shivering lips and moved his face to so he could see the fear in her eyes.
"Blow it.." He said again, getting the same response as last time, a simple no and a small head shake. "Come on, I know that you want to."
"I-I don't.." The girl said again, moving her face away from the whistle. If she blew it the large block will come tumbling down to land on top of her friend, who she wanted to save. Her friend shifted to wear the ropes that was wrapped around her loosened, getting the piece of cloth off her mouth.
"H-Hey, do it..." She said with fear in her voice. "We'll both get out if you do..."
the girl nodded and took the whistle from the man, softly blowing on it so it made a soft, yet shakey, high pitched sound.
"It's too soft, do it again." He said, smiling at the girl. The girl nodded and let out a cry before blowing the whistle again with tears streaming down her face. The block moved, starting to fall down at a medium, yet a fast pace towards the bottom.
The girl ran to the center of the room so she could be with her friend, the both could leave together. But, as she got to her friend, she was pushed down to the bottom and her friend left the middle with a sadistic smile. The girl looked at her friend, tears running down her face quickly. She was betrayed by the person she trusted the most...
The girl held out an arm to her and looked at her with teary eyes. "Why.....?" She asked, her last words before she was crushed by the block. Her friend, who still had a sadistic smile, started laughing as she walked out of the room with the men.
"Oh how gullible she is..." She said softly as she left.
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The girl ran to the edge of the bridge, leaning over the railing and having a large smile in her lips. She laughed at the sight and leaned forward to where her feet started to lift up off the concrete. "Hey!" A voice called, taking the girl out of her trance. She looked over and saw a boy running up to her. "Don't do it."
"Do what?" She asked, tilting her head to the side.
"Don't jump..." He said, taking a step towards her. "Please don't do it..."
The girl looked at him before laughing, letting go the railing and smiling at him. "I'm not going to 'jump', I'm going to be a hero!" She exclaimed, giving him a peace sign.
"Nonononono... Don't do it!" He yelled, running towards the girl. She laughed, turning back to the rail. She swung her legs over the railing and pushed off, laughing as she did so. The boy tried to grasp onto her, but she slid out of his hands and continued to fall with a laugh. The girl looked up at the sky and smiled before she plummeted to the bottom of the water with a large slash.
The boy stared at the water and and let the tears run down his face. He grasped onto the railing as he slowly sunk to the ground, letting out a choked scream as he closed his eyes and refused to look down at the liquid mass below him.
He loved her...
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The girl sighed as she looked through the loophole that hung from her ceiling. Her eyes hungrily stared at it as her eyes raced with excitement of leaving this... this hell.
She stepped onto the bed and a smile grew on her face as she looked at her savior. The girl exhaled and started to take a step, gravity pulling her body down as her throat landed on the loop. She gasped for breath repeatedly before she decided to give up, her body growing limp as she hung with a smile.
'Hey, does anyone know where she is?" A friend asked, making their friends wonder where the girl went.
'No, she said something earlier but I don't remember what she said.'
'She'll come back, don't worry about it.'
'Guys....' Someone said, some stopping to see what they wanted to say and some continued to talk. They stopped and took a deep breath before their fingers shakily flew across the keyboard.
'Its been 2 weeks since she left...'
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The girl sat in the room and watched the insertion point flash on the blank screen in front of her. Work, that's what she's supposed to be doing.
Off and on
Work because she was more fortunate.
Off and on
Work because no one likes her.
Off and on
Work because she was too quiet to say her opinions.
Off and on
Work because she's forced to.
Her eyes glanced to the side and looked at the door, a smile forming on her rosy lips. Maybe her time is up...
Her eyes looked back to the insertion point and watched it flash.
On and Off
bang
On and Off
bang
On and Off
Screams
On and Off
bang
On and Off
Silence
On and Off
On and Off
On and Off
The girl smiled and turned around, looking into the barrel of the gun in front of her that spiraled down to where the bullet was. She smiled, looking at the person in front of her.
"Miss me?"
bang
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Remember The Stars - A Collection of Short Stories
Historia CortaA collection of short stories that I've wrote. Enjoy