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The day to end all days
I cannot explain to you the hurt I was feeling. The pain was intolerable. It felt, like my life was over. Little was I to know it soon would be…
The night before I got a call. No ordinary call. The call to end all calls. It was my girlfriend. She had returned from Japan minutes before and called me immediately. At first I thought it was just a normal call to let me know she had returned, but as we talked for longer I could sense something was not right. My heart began to pound. And pound. And pound.
Then it came. The three most painful words known to man. ‘There’s someone else’. Just three small words, ended it for me.
We had been together four years. Jamie and Susan. Susan and Jamie. We were engaged; she had a huge lump of gold and diamond on her finger. It was not to remain there must longer.
As she told me, I swear my heart stopped. It’s one of those indescribable moments. When one minute you are so happy, the next, you feel dead. I couldn’t take any more. I slammed down the phone. Right then I felt this huge urge to find this Richard, and rip his head off. How could she, I thought she loved me. She thought she loved me. Obviously I was wrong, very very wrong.
I ran out the house, without picking up my coat. The rain poured down, drenching me within seconds. I ran, not knowing where I was going. I found myself by the sea. The waves were huge and flew up well over my head. I stood there for what felt like ages, with the sea lapping at my feet. The cold really got to me; I was standing there, by the sea with only a thin shirt to keep me warm.
I’m glad I did what I did. It was for the best. I look down on all you little beings and wonder, why do you live your lives, when you could be here, with me?
I took off my shirt. Then my shoes. My socks. Trousers. Until I was left in just my boxers. And I swam. I was never a good swimmer so I was able to do what I did. I swam out about 300 meters, and went under. It took what seemed an eternity to end. My body told me to go up, to get air. My heart told me to hold on, just a bit longer. Eventually it happened. I had succeeded….I was dead…
I cannot explain to you the hurt I was feeling. The pain was intolerable. It felt, like my life was over. Little was I to know it soon would be…
The night before I got a call. No ordinary call. The call to end all calls. It was my girlfriend. She had returned from Japan minutes before and called me immediately. At first I thought it was just a normal call to let me know she had returned, but as we talked for longer I could sense something was not right. My heart began to pound. And pound. And pound.
Then it came. The three most painful words known to man. ‘There’s someone else’. Just three small words, ended it for me.
We had been together four years. Jamie and Susan. Susan and Jamie. We were engaged; she had a huge lump of gold and diamond on her finger. It was not to remain there must longer.
As she told me, I swear my heart stopped. It’s one of those indescribable moments. When one minute you are so happy, the next, you feel dead. I couldn’t take any more. I slammed down the phone. Right then I felt this huge urge to find this Richard, and rip his head off. How could she, I thought she loved me. She thought she loved me. Obviously I was wrong, very very wrong.
I ran out the house, without picking up my coat. The rain poured down, drenching me within seconds. I ran, not knowing where I was going. I found myself by the sea. The waves were huge and flew up well over my head. I stood there for what felt like ages, with the sea lapping at my feet. The cold really got to me; I was standing there, by the sea with only a thin shirt to keep me warm.
I’m glad I did what I did. It was for the best. I look down on all you little beings and wonder, why do you live your lives, when you could be here, with me?
I took off my shirt. Then my shoes. My socks. Trousers. Until I was left in just my boxers. And I swam. I was never a good swimmer so I was able to do what I did. I swam out about 300 meters, and went under. It took what seemed an eternity to end. My body told me to go up, to get air. My heart told me to hold on, just a bit longer. Eventually it happened. I had succeeded….I was dead…
better?
The day to end all days
I cannot explain to you the hurt I was feeling. The pain was intolerable. It felt, like my life was over. Little was I to know it soon would be…
The night before I got a call. No ordinary call. The call to end all calls. It was my girlfriend. She had returned from Japan minutes before and called me immediately. At first I thought it was just a normal call to let me know she had returned, but as we talked for longer I could sense something was not right. My heart began to pound. And pound. And pound.
Then it came. The three most painful words known to man. ‘There’s someone else’. Just three small words, ended it for me.
We had been together four years. Jamie and Susan. Susan and Jamie. We were engaged; she had a huge lump of gold and diamond on her finger. It was not to remain there must longer.
As she told me, I swear my heart stopped. It’s one of those indescribable moments. When one minute you are so happy, the next, you feel dead. I couldn’t take any more. I slammed down the phone. Right then I felt this huge urge to find this Richard, and rip his head off. How could she, I thought she loved me. She thought she loved me. Obviously I was wrong, very very wrong.
I ran out the house, without picking up my coat. The rain poured down, drenching me within seconds. I ran, not knowing where I was going. I found myself by the sea. The waves were huge and flew up well over my head. I stood there for what felt like ages, with the sea lapping at my feet. The cold really got to me; I was standing there, by the sea with only a thin shirt to keep me warm.
I took of my shirt, and then the rest of my clothes until I was left in only my boxers. Now the cold really got to me. The wind whirled around me again and again. I knew what to do, and I did it.
The sea was freezing. The brown murky water slowly engulfed my body, as I walked further away from human life, as I knew it. I kept walking, until I could no longer stand and started to swim. I was so cold now; I could not feel my toes or fingers. How I kept swimming I shall never know. Maybe it was the huge will to die that kept me going. Maybe my hate for Susan and Richard. But I did, I kept going. The water had engulfed me completely, and every so often I would get a big salty wave over me, stinging my eyes and giving me a taste of salt in my mouth. But the funny thing was, I didn’t hurt at all.
Then I got to the point of no return. I was struggling to swim, the pain was now getting to me big time. I was about 500 meters out; I had not realized I had come this far. The water was winning I was slowly going under. The dark, murky water rose above my head, and for the last time I saw the suns glow. Then I was gone. It was over. All these years for nothing it seemed. I could hurt no more.
I cannot explain to you the hurt I was feeling. The pain was intolerable. It felt, like my life was over. Little was I to know it soon would be…
The night before I got a call. No ordinary call. The call to end all calls. It was my girlfriend. She had returned from Japan minutes before and called me immediately. At first I thought it was just a normal call to let me know she had returned, but as we talked for longer I could sense something was not right. My heart began to pound. And pound. And pound.
Then it came. The three most painful words known to man. ‘There’s someone else’. Just three small words, ended it for me.
We had been together four years. Jamie and Susan. Susan and Jamie. We were engaged; she had a huge lump of gold and diamond on her finger. It was not to remain there must longer.
As she told me, I swear my heart stopped. It’s one of those indescribable moments. When one minute you are so happy, the next, you feel dead. I couldn’t take any more. I slammed down the phone. Right then I felt this huge urge to find this Richard, and rip his head off. How could she, I thought she loved me. She thought she loved me. Obviously I was wrong, very very wrong.
I ran out the house, without picking up my coat. The rain poured down, drenching me within seconds. I ran, not knowing where I was going. I found myself by the sea. The waves were huge and flew up well over my head. I stood there for what felt like ages, with the sea lapping at my feet. The cold really got to me; I was standing there, by the sea with only a thin shirt to keep me warm.
I took of my shirt, and then the rest of my clothes until I was left in only my boxers. Now the cold really got to me. The wind whirled around me again and again. I knew what to do, and I did it.
The sea was freezing. The brown murky water slowly engulfed my body, as I walked further away from human life, as I knew it. I kept walking, until I could no longer stand and started to swim. I was so cold now; I could not feel my toes or fingers. How I kept swimming I shall never know. Maybe it was the huge will to die that kept me going. Maybe my hate for Susan and Richard. But I did, I kept going. The water had engulfed me completely, and every so often I would get a big salty wave over me, stinging my eyes and giving me a taste of salt in my mouth. But the funny thing was, I didn’t hurt at all.
Then I got to the point of no return. I was struggling to swim, the pain was now getting to me big time. I was about 500 meters out; I had not realized I had come this far. The water was winning I was slowly going under. The dark, murky water rose above my head, and for the last time I saw the suns glow. Then I was gone. It was over. All these years for nothing it seemed. I could hurt no more.
Thanks, I am changing the ending as I speak.
How did he know he was dead?
Agree with Kyz on the ending, improvements needed.
Agree with Kyz on the ending, improvements needed.
The end wasnt incredibly catchy and it could benefit from more describing. It was a bit "he did this" "he thought that", try and expand on images and stuff to paint a picture for the reader.
The idea itself was quite good, a bit like Lil Ginge's story the other week.
The idea itself was quite good, a bit like Lil Ginge's story the other week.
The day to end all days
I cannot explain to you the hurt I was feeling. The pain was intolerable. It felt, like my life was over. Little was I to know it soon would be…
The night before I got a call. No ordinary call. The call to end all calls. It was my girlfriend. She had returned from Japan minutes before and called me immediately. At first I thought it was just a normal call to let me know she had returned, but as we talked for longer I could sense something was not right. My heart began to pound. And pound. And pound.
Then it came. The three most painful words known to man. ‘There’s someone else’. Just three small words, ended it for me.
We had been together four years. Jamie and Susan. Susan and Jamie. We were engaged; she had a huge lump of gold and diamond on her finger. It was not to remain there must longer.
As she told me, I swear my heart stopped. It’s one of those indescribable moments. When one minute you are so happy, the next, you feel dead. I couldn’t take any more. I slammed down the phone. Right then I felt this huge urge to find this Richard, and rip his head off. How could she, I thought she loved me. She thought she loved me. Obviously I was wrong, very very wrong.
I ran out the house, without picking up my coat. The rain poured down, drenching me within seconds. I ran, not knowing where I was going. I found myself by the sea. The waves were huge and flew up well over my head. I stood there for what felt like ages, with the sea lapping at my feet. The cold really got to me; I was standing there, by the sea with only a thin shirt to keep me warm.
I’m glad I did what I did. It was for the best. I look down on all you little beings and wonder, why do you live your lives, when you could be here, with me?
I took off my shirt. Then my shoes. My socks. Trousers. Until I was left in just my boxers. And I swam. I was never a good swimmer so I was able to do what I did. I swam out about 300 meters, and went under. It took what seemed an eternity to end. My body told me to go up, to get air. My heart told me to hold on, just a bit longer. Eventually it happened. I had succeeded….I was dead…
I cannot explain to you the hurt I was feeling. The pain was intolerable. It felt, like my life was over. Little was I to know it soon would be…
The night before I got a call. No ordinary call. The call to end all calls. It was my girlfriend. She had returned from Japan minutes before and called me immediately. At first I thought it was just a normal call to let me know she had returned, but as we talked for longer I could sense something was not right. My heart began to pound. And pound. And pound.
Then it came. The three most painful words known to man. ‘There’s someone else’. Just three small words, ended it for me.
We had been together four years. Jamie and Susan. Susan and Jamie. We were engaged; she had a huge lump of gold and diamond on her finger. It was not to remain there must longer.
As she told me, I swear my heart stopped. It’s one of those indescribable moments. When one minute you are so happy, the next, you feel dead. I couldn’t take any more. I slammed down the phone. Right then I felt this huge urge to find this Richard, and rip his head off. How could she, I thought she loved me. She thought she loved me. Obviously I was wrong, very very wrong.
I ran out the house, without picking up my coat. The rain poured down, drenching me within seconds. I ran, not knowing where I was going. I found myself by the sea. The waves were huge and flew up well over my head. I stood there for what felt like ages, with the sea lapping at my feet. The cold really got to me; I was standing there, by the sea with only a thin shirt to keep me warm.
I’m glad I did what I did. It was for the best. I look down on all you little beings and wonder, why do you live your lives, when you could be here, with me?
I took off my shirt. Then my shoes. My socks. Trousers. Until I was left in just my boxers. And I swam. I was never a good swimmer so I was able to do what I did. I swam out about 300 meters, and went under. It took what seemed an eternity to end. My body told me to go up, to get air. My heart told me to hold on, just a bit longer. Eventually it happened. I had succeeded….I was dead…