Loathing prompt from The Flame

Feb 03, 2011 07:31


There is a crash as it hits the floor. I can hear a harsh rasping sort of sound as I stare at it.
A gun.
It had been in my hand. Now it is on the floor. My hand had been shaking too much to hold it anymore. The rasping sound gets worse and then suddenly my vision lurches downwards. I feel the muscles in my face twitch.
A frown.
I'm confused. Why did ( Read more... )

the flame, death, suicide, self-loathing, guns, loathing, hints of abuse

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keppiehed February 7 2011, 13:14:50 UTC
Oh, I like the way that you have used confusion here. It makes the violence of the situation more realistic. And the way it cuts off like that is jarring in a good way. Nice effort this week, Unnamed!

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