Creative Writing #48
It’s like he is an innocent puppy that got ran over by a car. Mouth open. His wide eyes starring at different floating shaped cottons swimming bright, blue ocean. His shirt soaked wet. Covered red liquid like someone spilled a whole bottle of Hawaiian Punch at him. Plus he got couple of holes as the size of a bowling ball. Two holes by the chest, one hole by the stomach, and a hole by the throat. Another two holes by the left leg and one hole by the right arm. On the ground, you see red liquid spreading and broken pieces of fish shells. Still starring at the floating cottons, there is bright, hot, circled light pointing at him. For that case, I believe he is walking to the light.