#WritcoStoryPrompt67 by @jasmineshri..

An old man was screaming out for help at the top of a hill, you wanted to help him but you're too weak to get to the top. You realized that, if you were to help him, both of you might die. Share your creativity and write down your thoughts.

As I lay here on the ground, gasping for breath, I can hear the faint sound of an old man's screams echoing through the silence of the hill. It's pitch black outside and I can barely make out the silhouette of the old man at the top of the hill, his cries becoming more desperate with each passing moment.

I want to help him, I really do. But as I try to get up, I realize that I am too weak to even stand. My muscles ache and my body trembles, a result of a day-long hike through the unforgiving terrain of the hill. I was foolish to attempt this journey alone, but my stubbornness and curiosity got the best of me.

I try to think of a way to reach the old man, to offer him my assistance. But my mind is clouded with exhaustion and fear. I have no...