Chasing Death
Chasing Death
As a kid, I remember staring at the pictures within the book I held in vivid admiration. Just like any other six-year-old girl, my naive heart was captivated by the exciting fairy tales I used to read. Back then I thought that my life would end like the stories I had fallen in love with. A happily ever after was what I had feverishly sought. I would wear my mother’s long dresses and race to the front door as though I was a princess waiting for her long, lost prince.
Indeed, I was a kid who had believed that her nice, old neighbor was a witch in hiding, that one of the little frogs inside the pond near the house was a prince fallen under a curse. My heart lay within the books I had read, but soon I grew up and realized what the word fairy tale truly meant. Happily ever after did not exist and neither were princes that would save the day. I grew up and realized the lies my childhood was built on but more than anything, I was no longer blind. I had finally discovered the one truth, which was never a lie, a truth that was named as death.
The one thing common between reality and the stories I had read was death. It was the catalyst in every fairy tale out there. Sometimes death would be the reason behind the start of a story, while other times it would bring it to an end.
Three stories, three characters, three deaths









Beautifully written! Already enjoying it.
Very exited to start to read more into it! :)
I absolutely love this story about the concept of death and horror, I can't wait to read more! It reminds me of my current book I'm writing, Countdown: The time of Death. Which tells a story about a couple that meets a tragic end. Derek is afraid of death itself, so in order to overcome his fears he searches for a partner who's not afraid to look death in the face. Until then, he gets a thrill of killing his previous partners who were scared of dying. Then, his meets and falls in love with Emily who's dying from an illness and accept whatever comes. She is his perfect victim and his own demise.