Death Comes For Us All - A Story About Grief

They say that one of the hardest things you can do is love someone.

I’m finally getting around to posting an official post for my short stories! It made me realize, I never told y'all why I was writing them, did I?

Every month this year I am writing a short story (between 1k and 10k words) to test out new writing styles. I know what I like to write, but I am a very experimental person and would like a little bit of practice with the experimental styles before throwing them into my main novel.

This month is a short story about dealing with grief regarding the death of a loved one. It is beautifully tragic and I’m very proud of it, I hope you guys enjoy!

Summary

How would you react if the love of your life was taken from you far too soon. Would you be sad? Numb? Empty?

For Ash, he wasn’t quite sure how he felt. Well, that is until he got up on the podium to deliver the Eulogy for his love. And boy was he angry.

The experimental piece: I write this story from the first person. We hear about the loss and the anger from the perspective of the person experiencing it. This is also my first time writing something directly from my life, this conflict and fear belong to the people around me in regards to my fucked up health.