Ending

Small piece that came from me on the way home form Texas

 

 

     Death came from the left, in the form of a silent whisper. He didn’t see the truck slide across the icy bridge. He didn’t know she never had her seat belt on, or that the last thing she imagined was the smile of a forgotten face racing through her mind.

 

     The last thing he saw was the flash of iridescent yellow; he heard the screech of tires upon pavement as one-by-one they locked. As he felt every bone in his body shatter, he used his last glimpse of reality, and looked at her, drew in every one of her features, and admired her beauty for the last time. Then, with his last breath, he whispered “Thank you.”

Author's Note

Do you think I should make this into a longer novel or short story?

Reviews

[CAChristensen]

This was a awsome piece. For it being so short the details were so gripping. The only problem is now I want to know what happened before hand or what happens after haha. All in all to answer your question, yes make this into a larger story.

[L.P. Perez]

thank you for your review. I think that I will defiantly make this into a longer story. The suspense at the end is just to much, anyways, again thank you.