No turning back.

This story just sort of came to me. It's a bit short and I don't know if I want to add anything- I like it like this *shugs* You might be a little 'confuzzled' (or not...) but I'd like to know what you think! Happy reading!

“Alright, we’ve been through this before.”

I nodded, struggling to look as brave as I possibly could; but my mind refused to lie. My spirit and pride were battling inside my numb body.

“You know the drill.” His words seemed to brush past my ears that had been deafened by the unbearable drumming- that pounding- of my pulse.

“This is what you want, remember?”

All I could do was nod, for fear had taken over me and I had lost the ability to let my lips part and utter out a single sound.

No turning back.

I closed my eyes so that I could imagine myself in a different place where I hadn’t made this dreadful choice.

My thoughts took me to a place where I was happy- where my life was everything it had never been, where someone loved me, where I was not alone….where I was free.

The birds, perched in a tree so high that it seemed as though I was looking directly into the Sun, sang above me. I could see them and I could see their vibrating chests as they chirped their high-pitched songs that blocked out that 'pop'.

The 'pop' that eneded it all.

When everything went dark, when that intense and dazzling brightness disappeared, I noticed that I was gone. Gone from the merry get-away world I had been taken to through my imagination.

I found myself in a long corridor- no, more like a tunnel- that led me back to that bright world. I walked towards the light but found that it was moving further away from me.

Confused, I persisted and ran, ran towards that blinding light. I cried because I didn’t want to stay behind, I wanted to go to that new world without hesitating.

No turning back, ever.

*There's a small edit that might help you understand more. But if you're still confused just ask me to explain or if you want to keep it a mystery, it's your choice. I'm open to all critiques, ideas and guesses.*

Hi there!

So, I can definitely say I was a little confused by this. But like you said before, I might be so I'm not going to comment on that. Maybe you meant it to be confusing. Anyway, this is a good story. Sure it's short, but it packed a lot of punch. Your descriptions are great and I could see everything in my head. We don't really know the setting, or any of the characters' names, but that's not important because you're focusing on their thoughts and actions, not them. You really got inside the main character's head too. You did a great job of portraying the struggle of his decision. He knows he wants to, but there's still that sliver of doubt.

Overall this is a good piece. Keep writing!

Umm Hi there!!
Umm I really dont know what's happening...sorry maybe you could explain that more.

Yes, a tad confusing, but that's alright, some writing isn't meant to make sense. As long as you know what you're talking about... (I hope you do)

I nodded, struggling to look as brave as I possibly could, but my mind refused to lie. My spirit and pride were battling inside my numb body.

“You know the drill.” His words seemed to brush past my ears that had been deafened by the unbearable drumming- the pounding-of my pulse.

I like this line, but I would suggest removing 'the pounding', it would make for better flow.

I closed my eyes so that I could imagine myself in a different place where I hadn’t made this dreadful choice.

*I closed my eyes and imagined myself in a place far away from this one.
Just a suggestion. Also, it doesn't seem like she gets much of a choice, it seems as though she's being forced into something she doesn't want to do.

The birds, perched in a tree so high that is seemed as thoughI was looking directly into they were sitting on the Sun, sang above me. I could see them and You say you could see them twice in this sentence, no need for that. I could see their vibrating chests as they chirruped chirped their high-pitched songs that blocked out that ‘pop’. Also, what pop? I know this story is supposed to be a bit mysterious, but I don't remember you talking about a pop before, so I really have no idea why you added this.

--Merely a suggestion, it is possible to look directly into the sun, there is nothing odd or poetic about that.

This piece was interesting, I liked it, but I do wish you would explain a few things. Hope this helped!

Hey, Mikko! Isha here to review! ^.^

Now, the first thing I'm going to say is that, yes, this is a little bit confusing. Not really because I didn't know what was going on, but because you don't know the background, the starting point or the destination. All that the reader knows is half of the objective and that the situation seems dire. Now, although you said that the story was confusing beforehand, I'm going to whine a little about it here.

When you write a story like this, you need to still have some way of hooking your readers and pulling them into the boat. You need some sort of bait- and an excellent writing style (you have one, which is why I'm making a comment about it), isn't always enough. I felt that, with this particular piece, there needed to be just a bit more there. Whether you give us the background, the destination/objective or why this situation is so dire. Why can't the narrator turn back? Why does he/she have to do this?

You can keep the vagueness, bit the foundation needs more solidity or you'll end up losing your reader's attention.

A good place to sprinkle in details would be near the end. This story seemed to be a little too rushed near the end; it can be dragged out a bit. What better way to do this than show (not tell) us a bit more about what's goin on? It doesn't have to be obvious, leave the reader to wonder a bit for themselves afterwords, but give us enough meat that we can at least make an educated guess. It will hold a reader's interest longer and give them a reason to think over what they've just read after they're finished.

All in all though, the writing itself was excellent, and it was fairly enjoyable to read.

Keep writing,
~~Ish.