WRITING OBSTACLE
Write a story containing a large amount of dialogue, but without using the word 'said'.
Explore other ways to describe speech. Remember, forcing synonyms for 'said' into dialogue can be awkward; you don't need to use speech tags for every line.
Last Goodbye
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βAre you really leaving?β I asked, my voice barely above a whisper.
Gabe looked away, his fingers fumbling with the zipper of his jacket. βYeah. Itβsβ¦ itβs not my choice.β
βBut you can fight it, right?β I stepped closer, searching his face for anything, anything to hold onto.
He chuckled, dry and humorless. βYou know me. Iβm terrible at fighting.β
βIβll fight for you.β My throat burned as the words scraped their way out.
βYou shouldnβt have to.β His voice cracked, and for the first time, Gabe wouldnβt meet my eyes.
βI donβt care.β I grabbed his wrist, desperate. βIβll do anything. Justβ¦ donβt leave like this.β
A long pause.
βI have to.β
βNo, you donβt!β My voice shot up, trembling. βWe promised, Gabe. Remember? βAn eternity weβll spend together.β You made me believe it.β
He sighed, the sound sharp and final. βI believed it too.β
βThen why?β My chest ached so bad I couldnβt breathe. βWhy are you breaking it?β
Gabe pulled his hand free, running it through his hair. βBecause lifeβs cruel. And sometimes it takes the people you love most and scatters them across the world like dust.β
βIβm not dust, Gabe.β A tear slid down my cheek before I could stop it.
βI know.β His voice dropped so low I barely heard him.
The clock struck eight. The headlights of a car flashed through the window of the old restaurant.
βI gotta go.β
βWait β please β one last hug.β
For a moment, I thought he wouldnβt. But then he was in my arms, and everything shattered.
βIβll miss you, you idiot,β I mumbled into his shoulder.
βIβll miss you more.β He pulled back, his smile trembling like glass.
And then, just like that β he was gone.