Here is a little snippet of something that I'm in the process of writing. It's not edited, so if there's mistake which there are probably a lot of ...my bad :)
She asked me a question right before it happened.
“What are you
wearing to the football game tonight?
“I’m not sure yet,” was my reply to Katie. That was the last
time I spoke to her while her heart was beating. I cried out to her after as her
body was slumped in her seat. I searched for her face, but it was inelegantly
covered by her hair. I anticipated her raising her hand to move it, although
her body was motionless. Her breath was nonexistent.
I noticed he was quiet that day. Normally, he walked in
saying hi and slapping hands with almost everybody. His voice and laugh was
stereoed throughout the room. Not that day. That day not a word was spoken. As
he silently took his seat in the row beside Katie, I thought to myself why he
wasn't wearing his football jersey. Every Friday the players all wore them in
anticipation for the game that night. He was the star quarterback. Known by everyone
in town and loved by them all. He was just accepted to Florida
State University
Except for him not saying hello, that day was just like the
rest of them.
Then, he stood up.
