"a man!"
"a man!"
when I opened my eyes a bright blue sky awaited me...
"where am I?", I thought to myself.
"look guys! we have to save that guy!"
"why are they yelling?" I wondered. nothing was clear to me but then I felt the weight of my body being pulled by an unknown force. I looked over at the person who was holding onto my arm so firmly.
everything went black.
I found myself staring at the night sky and surrounded by the rough sand when I woke up. I felt something warm, a fire, beside me and three young boys on the other side of it.
getting up I noticed one of the boys staring, watching my every move.
as I get up and prepare myself to leave, the boy stops me and says, "Hey, where are you going? you'll get killed in the city. it's best if you stick out on the beach with us tonight."
"look, kid, an old man like myself shouldn't be hanging around a bunch of kids at night," I replied turning my back to them.
"well, can you at least tell us your name in case we meet again? there aren't that many other survivors out there."
"...just call me edward.."
YOU ARE READING
Short Stories
Randoma collection of stories that I've written either while I was bored or just in a deep emotional trance.
