Now, this started off as a story piece for English, but now I have it handed in and graded, I was thinking that I would love to expand on it a bit more. So, I would love a harsh, truthful critique, please, to help me along with this new working progress.
It's in 'Other Fiction' and is a short horror story. Please, take your time on it, here is the link and many, many thanks in advance!!
Maybe what most people wanted wasn't immortality and fame, but the reassurance that their existence had meant something. No matter how long... or how brief. Maybe being eternal meant becoming a story worth telling. — Roshani Chokshi, Aru Shah and the Nectar of Immortality