1. The Life of a Storyteller
... in his eyes reflected upon all he gazed. The green of his soul filtered through the pores of all he touched. But the red quit flowing. He was dying. I could tell by the way he spoke, he knew his grasp was weakening. But he still had his voice and his laughter. And with these he ... to me that while we were apart, she had fallen in love with someone else. I nearly collapsed upon hearing this. I said my goodbyes and left back home. I lay for weeks sobbing at my loss, not thinking, not even caring whether I lived or died, hell, I"d made it through battle, what if I had died on German soil ....
- Word Count: 2069
- Approx Pages: 8
- Grade Level: High School