This is a short story written by yours truly. To be honest, I wrote this for a school project. This was one of the actual ela projects I took to heart in middle school and this was the result. But knowing me, all the other projects were highly procrastinated, rushed things that somehow managed to get a passing grade. Anyway, I just meant to say that I worked hard in this and I would appreciate it if you would hold back from criticism that is harsh and rude. I appreciate all votes comments and constructive criticism though. Okay now imma stop my useless babbling and y'all can get in with it. Please do not steal anything here or use it for anything else without permission. All rights reserved. Thanks!!!
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The Timer
Short StoryI know exactly when I'm going to die. The exact date, time, and even where. And I'm not the only one. Everyone I know are assigned a death date from the moment their born. Everyone. And the thing is, I don't want to die. (Excerpt) In my world, name...
