Lei's Anthology

Lifeblood

Lately, it has been quite dull for some time. Like for example, when a tall bearded man approached the cashier counter where I was, quickly trying to count the coins I currently have in my grasp, he yelled at me for being slow. I glanced at him slightly, taking note of his furrowed eyebrows and slightly red face and I thought to myself, I am really not in the mood for this. So I gingerly straightened my back, sighed lightly but carefully as to not let him take notice and said, "Please give me a moment sir, I am trying to count the coins, if you want to order as soon as possible, try to use the kiosk on your right, thank you."

That was not, apparently, the right thing to say. I thought to myself, as I lay on the ground bloodied and wheezing.

I look to my chest where fire engine red is flowing to the ground slightly but steadily and I always thought this after I got my blood drawn for check up. My blood looks healthy indeed, I was a little skeptical when my dad said that it looked a very healthy red since I am the very  definition of unhealthy.

Before darkness came over me, a strange thought came to me. Ah! what a waste, very precious but sadly down on the ground it flows.

Author's note: 

Hello and thank you for stopping by to read this little snippet of mine. I wanted to try writing again after being absent in the writing scene for many years and I just wanted to put words on paper(not literally), and not really plan anything beforehand. With that said, that doesn't mean that there is no meaning in this text. But it wouldn't be fun if I just say it outright so, feel free to guess in the comments :)

Also this will be the only story with less than 500 words, I am trying to keep it light for the first story but for the next stories I will try to keep it more than 500 words.

Until next time!