It was a rainy day, and nobody was out there in the rain, except for him.
All alone, he let the raindrops drop and the moonlight light up the world around him in silence. Lying in the beautiful grass, he splashed the water around him.
It was like a movie, except he never wanted to be there. He never wanted to die in some grass, with nobody around to help him, with his throat slit open as he struggled to breathe through all the water.
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Srushti's Short Stories (Completed)
Short StoryA lot of confusion, unpredictability, and, most of all, deaths. But it's all worth it! Dive in!
