I'm halfway there. I can see some of the light but there's too many people in front of me that I can't see what's happening. I can feel the heat of the sun on us and it burns. Someone got a sunstroke and cut in front of everyone and was escorted to the end. Later there was another thud. Do the thuds symbolize death? Or maybe something more? Will my life be about waiting or will I fulfill my purpose? I have so many questions but I feel like my friends won't understand. They believe that the thuds symbolize hope for a new life. A new chapter. They could be right, but I'm terrified for the new part. I got accustomed to the waiting my feet don't hurt as much anymore and I feel like maybe it could be for something better.
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I've moved farther along now. The thuds have gotten louder now. All my friends are gone and now I have no one to talk to again.
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It's been almost a week and we still haven't moved. Remember when I said my feet didn't hurt. I take it back now. I just want to be at the end of the line. Earlier this week there was a bigger and scarier thud than the usual thuds. I was almost like a pound. I heard a scream and then a normal thud. There maybe another dead. I should start keeping track.
Deaths: 17 (I think)
Known Deaths: 3_________________________________________________________________________________
Today there was a new noise and not a thud. It was very bright for the most part of the day and then dark. It was more unusual than every other day because of the or was brighter than the sun and I heard rumors that there was a God roaming the lines. Is this it for me? Am I going to be chosen?
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I was not chosen. In fact there are more people beside me. Maybe this is a good thing? I madam friends with the people to my left and right.
Days Past: 27
Lives Added: 20
Deaths: Same as last time.
Known Deaths: Same as last time._________________________________________________________________________________
I'm nearing toward the end. I can see more of the sun and it's been getting hotter and hotter. I can see through the people in front of me and it's just open. It looks like an open area. There have been three more thuds since the last entry. A new noise happened. Like a clanking and beeping noise. From back here I can see a little sign. It from this side it says "See Ya Later!" but the hopeful sign does not give me very much hope for what's yet to come. The future is still undecided but I definitely have come too far to turn around. Besides I can barely walk to go anywhere. Maybe I'll feel better in the morning.
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The Waiting
Short StoryA man waits for he's fate, destiny, or what ever you want to call it. He calls it waiting.