![](https://res.cloudinary.com/jerrick/image/upload/d_642250b563292b35f27461a7.png,f_jpg,fl_progressive,q_auto,w_1024/6374e44c6b79b1001d75cf8d.jpg)
Did you feel the earth shatter when he died?
Because I did. I felt the ground underneath me shake open and the undertow try to take me.
While I was trying not to drown in the abyss that was beneath me, she came like a tornado and cut me to shreds.
It’s just me and the world now.
So I closed up shop for good.
No more tornado for me.
The world shifted, it changed and I didn’t die from it, but I did grow up and stop being cut down.
No more tornado for me.
By VJHD JUNE 2022
About the Creator
VJHD
The subsistence of our lives will live on in our words, forever encapsulating our feelings.
Words are the centre point of our existence. If we never write anything down, did we ever really exist at all?
Enjoyed the story? Support the Creator.
Subscribe for free to receive all their stories in your feed. You could also pledge your support or give them a one-off tip, letting them know you appreciate their work.
Comments
There are no comments for this story
Be the first to respond and start the conversation.