The girl stood when Death walked in. Her coat was on, her bag was packed, and despite her tears, she wore a look of determination.
Death shook his head, understanding mingling with regret.
“Girl, wait until you’re older,” he said gently, and dodged around her to take her father’s hand.
Maria attends college in the midwest, and is becoming a proficient juggler of class, club, and those silly customs we call adulthood.
Sad, beautiful and very moving.
Excellent! Well done!
Very clever. Sad.
Perfect.
Thought provoking
A very concise interpretive story of the fragility that is being human. The way you write Maria also reminds me of my kind of style of writing. Which was neat to see.
Excellent!
Very poignant, and so valid. If only we COULD save those who are precious to us.