The thunder rumbles ominously in the distance.
He idles in his car, his thumb bouncing against cold metal. He didn’t want it to go any further, but didn’t see a way out. There was no other way.
There is a deafening crack of thunder, and it seems to last a bit long.
She flinches. The thunder got close quickly. But it was that last resound that made her get up. Slip into her shoes and leave the house.
Her stomach sank and tears welled.
“Not like this. God. Not like this”
His blood dripped from his head.
Her heart broke.
Nice! i like how the ominous thunder weaves through both perspectives.
ReplyDeleteexcellently written. and so sad.
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ReplyDeleteDepressing but so good at the same time!
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