STORY STARTER

You are stuck in a room with a psychopath who wants to kill you. You have five minutes to convince them otherwise.

Write a short speech to convince this desolate individual to spare your life.

Mercy

“Go ahead “ I say my voice barely a whisper .

“ finish me off ,it’s what you came here for

Isn’t it “ my finger finds the knot in the rope that ties my hands together .Keep him distracted I think , keep him talking . “ If you think killling me will rid you of me then your wrong “

I slowly start trying to pull at the knot .

“You can kill my body but my memory will live and you can be sure that it will haunt you “

He lifts the knife ,My reflection stares back in the metal of the blade .I feel a wave of proudness here I am on the edge of death yet the reflection I see shows no fear , a steel hard face reflects back one that says I will not go without a fight .

I’m relived that at least I can count on that because my insides are like fireworks of adrenaline.

“Whenever you close your eyes my face willl be there etched like a tattoo ,My voice will come to you in dreams and my screams will constantly ring whenever your in a silent room .So yes go ahead and kill me but believe me I won’t be the one who suffers “

The knife’s still in his hand but it lowers slightly

“ I never wanted this “ he says “ I never wanted this life , I don’t believe in taking innocent life “

For a moment I think I have saved myself

“ But you … you aren’t innocent not to me in my eyes you are as guilty as a I will be “

The blades at my throat , the cold metal pressing against my skin .My heart begins to race no longer am I so brave .No words will save me now .So I try the only thing I can think off

“ please “ I whisper my eyes staring into his .If I die I want him to watch , to suffer .


He lifts the knife .I close my eyes this is it I think .What a life , a happy and fulfilled one .yes sometimes difficult but what I would give to have it back .For it to be Truly mine .


I hear a swoosh and brace myself for the impact .But instead of a metal blade I feel the weight of a body fall on me .I open my eyes and look down .There he is .My once threatner and murderer now lies dead in my lap .confused I look around but nobody other then us is here ,Then I see it .The very same knife that was just at my neck is now lying on the ground .The very tip now a ruby red .

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