Final SecondsA Story by Johnny Westbrook![]() ![]() By: Johnny Westbrook He lies on the ground, looking up at the starlit sky; thinking of what he just did. Hearing the grass brush together as the wind race between them, he lifted his hand and tried to get a good view at it as his eyesight went out of focus. Beginning to sweat as his body grew cold, he began breathing heavily as his sight continued to blur and dim. Looking to his right as a cloud passed the moon, the moonlight revealed batch of purple flowers swaying from the breeze. Closing his eyes, he saw the image of a fist pressed up against a white shirt stained with blood. Watching his vision, he watched as the stain slowly went away and the fist pulled out the knife. The stain was gone, so was the cut where the knife pierced through the shirt. Watching through the eyes of the one in the white shirt, he watched as the person sat up and then stood… in a field of grass and flowers. The place seemed familiar to him as he watched through the eyes, but something was different. Something confused him about the place and time. It finally clicked in his head, it was noon, at the same spot he laid now. Quickly opening his eyes as he struggled for a gasp of air, he used his left hand to pull up his white bloodstained shirt as the blurriness went away long enough for him to see a piercing hole through it. Feeling something in his right hand, he lifted his hand and saw the same knife from when he closed his eyes. As it got harder and harder for him to take a breath, tears ran down his eyes as everything got darker and darker around him. Starting to freeze as his body shivered, he grew more and more tired. Not able to fight it, he closed his eyes and listened to the sound of the wind and grass… until it completely stopped. © 2011 Johnny WestbrookAuthor's Note
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6 Reviews Added on June 6, 2011 Last Updated on June 6, 2011 AuthorJohnny WestbrookILAboutHello, first and foremost, thank you for stopping by my page and taking interest in my work. My name is Johnny, also known as Static, (Jay Balor is my Pin name) I have a fur child name Matrix who love.. more.. |



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