I was walking along the river bank, thinking of her, when a white bird caught my eye. I wanted to get closer to get a better view. I jumped onto a rock in the river to begin my crossing. As I jumped to the second rock, I slipped, falling into the rushing water. The current kept pushing me down the river, dragging me under. Water fills my lungs as I see the bird flying through the treetops. The bird and everything else fade away into unthinkable darkness as my lungs burst.
Jul 6, 2017
Jul 6, 2017 at 10:02 PM UTC
I was walking along the river bank, thinking of her, when a white bird caught my eye. I wanted to get closer to get a better view. I jumped onto a rock in the river to begin my crossing. As I jumped to the second rock, I slipped, falling into the rushing water. The current kept pushing me down the river, dragging me under. Water fills my lungs as I see the bird flying through the treetops. The bird and everything else fade away into unthinkable darkness as my lungs burst.
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