"Once Upon a Death." By Chris Rogers

[Chris]

"You know nobody can predict how or when they will die..." a silent pause as he glances back at the door, "but people have come close... The unfortunate thing in this new worl is that death, well death is not the last step." The door infront of him rattles, the screws holding the hinges in place slowly being forced out. "Death, that cold-dark-transparent feeling that is being forced into you. It makes you -crave- the knowledge of wether you are going to be consumed slwly until no drop of life is left. But no, death wishes to tease your mind, it wishes to claw at you, torture you. Come death, please reveal my fate!" A bright light shines from behind the door, the echoing gunfire becomes vibrantly rythmic. The door shoots back above his head, the light shines brilliantly, the only visible objects where the black outlines of some, things, running towards him. "Death, I changed my mind."

[Gabe]

A tad confusing. And there's no names for any characters

[Chris]

A tad confusing. And there's no names for any characters

It's a poem type short story.

It's meant to instate a mood into the reader.

And it's high level writing so it may be confusing to you.

[gotxbrain]

There's a difference between thought provoking, poetic stories and random babbles. This is not high level writing. Maybe medium level, but not high level. Sentence structure needs a little work too. Grammar is just as much a part of story writing as plot.