- Sep 22, 2016
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Okay, so to me this started off well but I feel like the ending is lacking. This may suck but here you go anyways :,)
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Don’t go
The sound of shoes colliding with pavement echoed through the nighttime air. Zofia frantically searched through the streets and alleyways she passed as she ran.
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Several hours earlier Zofia and her boyfriend, Marco, had gotten into an argument. It was over something incredibly stupid, but Marco had enough and ran out of the house. Zofia didn’t worry about him then. She knew they needed to cool down, and she trusted Marco to be back before it was too late.
However, it was now very late at night and she hadn’t heard anything from him. She began to get worried and decide to head out and look for him. She had started out walking around, hoping she would see him on his way back. The sound of a gun shot caused her to begin running. Her mind flooded with worry. She needed to find Marco.
During her frantic search, Zofia passed by an alley she gave a quick glance down. She realized there was someone laying in the alley. She turned around and ran down it, hoping it wasn’t Marco. As she got closer, her heart dropped. Laying in the alley was Marco, who was bleeding from the chest.
A sob found its way out of her throat as she fell to her knees beside him. Marco was still conscious at the time, so he turned his head towards the ugly sound. “Zofia...” Marco managed to get out.
Zofia’s eyes swelled with tears as she looked at Marco. She took his hand and reached for her phone with the other. It only had a small bit of percentage left when she turned it on. She quickly dialed 911 and waited as it rung. “Hello, 911 what’s your emerg-.” was all Zofia heard before her phone died.
“No no no...” Zofia said as her tears began to fall.
Marco weakly reached up a hand to wipe away her tears. “Don’t cry...” he mumbled, barely holding on. Zofia couldn’t help but cry harder. “This wouldn’t have happened if I didn’t start that fight with you.” she said. “This is all my fault.”
Marco managed a weak smile. “Shh... I still love you...”
Rain drops started to fall as Marco took his last breath. Zofia couldn’t tell him she loved him too, she was too choked up. Zofia laid her head against Marco’s chest and sobbed loudly. There was nothing anyone could do now. Zofia had lost her first love.
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Don’t go
The sound of shoes colliding with pavement echoed through the nighttime air. Zofia frantically searched through the streets and alleyways she passed as she ran.
—
Several hours earlier Zofia and her boyfriend, Marco, had gotten into an argument. It was over something incredibly stupid, but Marco had enough and ran out of the house. Zofia didn’t worry about him then. She knew they needed to cool down, and she trusted Marco to be back before it was too late.
However, it was now very late at night and she hadn’t heard anything from him. She began to get worried and decide to head out and look for him. She had started out walking around, hoping she would see him on his way back. The sound of a gun shot caused her to begin running. Her mind flooded with worry. She needed to find Marco.
During her frantic search, Zofia passed by an alley she gave a quick glance down. She realized there was someone laying in the alley. She turned around and ran down it, hoping it wasn’t Marco. As she got closer, her heart dropped. Laying in the alley was Marco, who was bleeding from the chest.
A sob found its way out of her throat as she fell to her knees beside him. Marco was still conscious at the time, so he turned his head towards the ugly sound. “Zofia...” Marco managed to get out.
Zofia’s eyes swelled with tears as she looked at Marco. She took his hand and reached for her phone with the other. It only had a small bit of percentage left when she turned it on. She quickly dialed 911 and waited as it rung. “Hello, 911 what’s your emerg-.” was all Zofia heard before her phone died.
“No no no...” Zofia said as her tears began to fall.
Marco weakly reached up a hand to wipe away her tears. “Don’t cry...” he mumbled, barely holding on. Zofia couldn’t help but cry harder. “This wouldn’t have happened if I didn’t start that fight with you.” she said. “This is all my fault.”
Marco managed a weak smile. “Shh... I still love you...”
Rain drops started to fall as Marco took his last breath. Zofia couldn’t tell him she loved him too, she was too choked up. Zofia laid her head against Marco’s chest and sobbed loudly. There was nothing anyone could do now. Zofia had lost her first love.
