All That is Left

Description

Death is something that controls us. Who we love. Who we hate. How we feel. But why do we let it control us?

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Hi there!

This is EnvMaknae yet again with a short One-Two- Three shot (maybe) for everyone inspired by B.A.P's new concept (All sad, and what not xD) I hope you all will enjoy it. :)

P.S. This is just my HW assignment from L.A. Class, I kid you not, for HW, we were suppose to write a work of Fan Fiction. Lol. If I feel like I should expand on the story plot, I will. Stay tuned! C:

Foreword

“So are you saying you’re not afraid of death?” smirking, he saw that I couldn’t respond to his question, “Coward.”

“I am afraid,” I confessed, “yet if I was in your shoes, I wouldn’t allow death to dictate me, my life, and those I love, and cherish. Sure, you may have been told the amount of time you have left, and you may not have much of it left.” He looked at me curious as to what I was blabbering about, did I sound non-coherent to him? Anyhow, I continued.

“But... you still have every right, every say, and every action, to still be loved, and to love, because death doesn’t tell you to stop loving, death just tells you to continue loving, especially since you don’t have a lot time left to do it.” I stated my thoughts before standing up. He grabbed my wrist, I came to a halt, he was stopping me from leaving.

Characters

Choi Junhong