One Last Stop Novels & Stories

I had known this for a long time. My eyelids felt so heavy. I was ready to go. I was so tired. Selena was crying loudly, but I couldn't comfort her anymore. On April 20th, I closed my eyes for the last time and slipped away.

Tears brim his eyes and the last question comes out in a shaky breath. My tears stream down my face for the millionth time today. The round diamond sparkles spectacularly like the stars in the night sky. It's absolutely stunning. All the pain and suffering have led us to this moment. This moment in time where we can finally accept that nothing will stand in our way and nothing will ever tear us apart. We are it for each other forever. "Yes," I whisper. The End

"Jaimie is waiting for you, too. And we won't stop. I won't stop. So long, my Tann." THE END. OF PART ONE. WATCH OUT FOR THE FINAL PART, PART TWO.

The mechanical zip-zip-zip of the plastic teeth catching was the only sound in the room, a sharp, clinical punctuation to the end of their curated lives. "Sophie, Sienna, Stacy," Silas said, his voice dropping into the deep, final silence of the canyon. "The signal is dead. The show is canceled. Now, we find out what’s left of you when there’s no one left to watch." He moved forward, and the shadows of the library swallowed the last of the plastic dynasty, leaving only the sound of the wind through the broken glass to tell the story.