How many times can one person be wrong? Maybe ore than a lot. When the cats found me I was alone in the middle of a field standing next to an old Oak tree that was somehow still alive.
I saw them all coming through the field with a midnight black cat following behind. they created a path of death and destruction. as they came up to me I fell to my knees, I was done, ready to give up. Suicide was on my mind half of the time and the other half was surviving.
Opposites, always there like light and day.
Plague came first and walked off to my left, next Famine came and walked to my right, then War came and walked to the left with Plague. finally came the midnight black cat, this cat had a bright white collar that had the name Death upon it written in black cursive ink. its eyes were like a complexion of galaxies,supernovas, and universes, they held the hopes, dreams, and fears of every person alive. As soon as I looked in Death's eyes I knew why they chose me, what I was, and what I was destined to be.
I had become the bringer of death when I had seen Plague, only select few can, one in a million. From thence forth they had followed me and I was immune to their effects. I am no longer human I am a bringer of death and doom. I am immortal and I chose when life is given or taken.
Now I sit here in the rafters of my crappy, small town high school, in the middle of nowhere. It is funny how life brings you all around, back to where I thought I would become a star, instead I became something far different. If you are reading this do not try to find me, I don't know why you would. My name is irrelevant because I only have the title of Bringer of Death. I don't particularly know why I wrote this, it just felt right. Also you now know the reasons of the phenomenon that happened a couple hundred years ago. Good luck in life and if you happen to see a sickly green cat with a pitch black collar, ignore it, or don't, it doesn't matter to me.Sincerely, A Simple Someone
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Infinity In Death's Eyes
Короткий рассказThis is a short story that won first place in my district writing contest, it is about a girl who is simple and normal who lives in the ghettos of her city. Everyday is the same for her and she hopes for a new life, when I small sickly green cat cro...