OMGosh.1
Like, I mean, seriously : Holy. Crap.2
How was I supposed to tell my boyfriend I had died last night? It just didn't seem possible!3
Technically...it wasn't possible...but that was beside the point.4
I had died. But, somehow I was alive. I'd fallen off the Brooklyn Bridge last night when I was walking home. I remember drowning. I remember suffocating; suffering-even feeling as though nothing bad would ever happen again.
Author notes
-How could I explain it to my boy-friend? I mean, how else could I say I had died last night?←The option I'm using, .
A contest entry
- Options for Everyone!!! by Friesian.
300 points, ended February 11, 2008, 9 entries
Honorable mention
• next story in this contest, remove from contest
Bwahaha...
Comments
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oh no! I actually submitted this? That was a total accident, oops. I was at my friends house typing this when I had to go home, so I just closed the page and left, thinking it wasn't entered.
Ugh. It's not finished, though, haha.
Well...I guess it's too late to do anything about it now. Oh well. Thanks for the comment, either way
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Lol! Great!
It was short, but the writing was very realistic! I feel like the person talking is real! Very modern, and the bridge part was wicked!
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