I stared at the ground, a dizzying array of blood splotches.
Beat.
I raised my hand up.
Beat.
Felt the hole in my chest.
Beat.
Felt the rush of blood.
Beat.
Look at the killer. Saw their eyes.
Beat.
Saw their emotionless eyes.
Beat.
Started to fall.
Beat.
Saw the starless sky.
Beat.
The dark abyss.
Beat.
I feel the ground.
Beat.1
I see the dark.
Author notes
I originally did this for a practice of slow-motion wrting in my Language Arts class. The prompt was "The last ten seconds of..." and I picked the last ten seconds of my life. What I would see in between my last ten hearbeats.
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