A-MILE-HIGH

 Fear. It's what I am. It's part of my life that has abilities to torture a young boy. It put a pain into my meaning of death. Unlike others, I think death comes with pain on your side and not on the ones you love. People define fear in different ways, but I think-, NO! I know fear comes in only one light. You wont be able to realize this one fear until you are fear itself. I was like all those people out there. Completely oblivious to the walking fears around them. They shove them aside, knowing they'll amount to nothing. That old man you completely blow off in the subway. You need to get to work! He's one of us. That man needed more help than you know. He is fear and he regrets it entirely. If only a hand would come out for him. He would be forever grateful, but instead he dies with the pain and becomes A-Mile-High. 

Author's Note

It's the prologue to my story.

Reviews

[Daniel Thomas Andrew Da..]

Strong language. I understood it a little better with the second reading. I was not really sure what was meant by 'A-MILE-HIGH' but I guess this will become clear over time as the story progresses. If this is a horror you seem to be painting the picture of a psychopath. To me, a psychopath has their own little understanding of what constitutes reality, but one which is completely at odds to mainstream society: but it makes sense to them. Keep on writing. Daniel

[Amorelle]

It seems kind of stilted at some points but it seems like it could turn into something good ^-^

[chord0]

it sounds like a promising horror story, looking forward to reading it.
good luck
chord0