Don't let death touch me,keep it's cold hands away.!AHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH. anyone hear me please! Don't let me go this way, don't let this happen. I can't think, I can't breathe, and no one can save me now, and I'm to cold to fight anymore.............
Author notes
It's five sentences, but it capture emotion. Can you feel her frozen despire and can you feel the frost of death over take her voice and mind and body. Can you tell that she's given up and allowing it to take her away from her fear, letting death and fear take away her life? If you got all that then good job because either I did a good job and your pck up on betwen the line messages, or I suck at this and it's just 5 sentences with words in it....eh reader, u decide!!!!!!!!!!!!!XD
A contest entry
- (MAX of 5 sentences) Hair of the Dog, baby. Sooner or later we all gotta Dance With The Devil. by Shadow-Kissed.
375 points, ended June 30, 2009, 23 entries
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Comments
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Nice imagery. You can imagine cold hands swooping in to introduce itself as belonging to death. The description was wonderful. Well Done.
I wish you the best of luck in the contest, thanks for entering.
-Chantale
beginning: 5, language: 5, plot: 5, ending: 5, dialog: 5, characters: 5.
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thanks! I wanted something cold enough to feel through the computer
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