I watched as his life slipped away; the usual sparkle in his eyes gone. Forever. His hand gripped tighter to mine, one last effort to hold on. But it was useless, he was dying and this was it. He wouldn’t come back. I struggled to breathe as I cried, thick tears streaming down my face. I cried into his chest, the tears flooding his red t-shirt. I squeezed his lifeless body, urging his strong arms to wrap around me and tell me it was alright. I sat up, my body shaking with the force of my sobs. His skin had paled; his face gray, his lips blue. I collapsed against his body again, “I love you, I love you,†I whimpered. I couldn’t stop crying, my heart felt hollow. I felt totally empty as if somebody had ripped out everything that made me. He couldn’t be dead. This was all a joke. One big joke. I traced his face with my shaky finger, outlining his soft but square jaw, his dimpled cheeks, and his perfect lips. He was still so beautiful. I couldn’t control my shaking anymore; I just let them rip through my body. My throat tightened as another wave of tears came. I lay next to him on the sand, staring at the starry sky and listening to the waves hit the shore. This was all a nightmare. Just a nightmare…
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*This is the preface of my book...would this grab you? Would you read on? Can you please be totally honest because that will help me!!!!
What do you think i should change? How can i make it better?
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