I am sitting here alone, feeling death knocking on the door. I am not ready yet, just go away. I just want few minutes more to say good bye to the ones I love. Oh God, I tried to be good.
It was not my intention to be bad. Please, I beg you, give me time. One more chance, to undo my mistakes. It is not easy to accept the death is behind. I know I have to go, but I don't want to go now.
Death just called me. Now it is too late to go back. Now I am dead. I feel sorrow, but now my soul is in peace. But I begged to be one more day alive. Now it is ok. I am happy that I said Bye.
love the logics expressed in this short story with a good idea.. I went through few of your stories and loved them too..you are good writer and hope you never stop writing and add more .. this short story is good and love it..hope you like my poems too.. and let me know if they also touch your heart.. I am basically a peace wisher poet with 6 books published... I am a peace dreamer, love-based peace promoter... hope you be with me... let me share here one of my own famous say with you... ( a friendly smile is the best weapon of war to fight with..afzal shauq
A beautiful writing! Sad but lovely! Keep writing!
one love Corey & co
You only spelled two words wrong in here. Nocking should be knocking and weir should be weird. I know English isn't an easy language to learn, speak, or write when it's not your origin, but I commend you for trying. I enjoyed reading this because you described it so vividly. I was imagining what it was like to be you feeling so blue and hopeless, but also how wonderful it must be for you to realize you're still alive and have time to undo mistakes. Great job and never give up.