This is my 2nd attempt to write a short story. First one was way back in 2007. Comments and Critics are welcome.
Destiny
He was hungry. He can't feel his legs at all. The prey was just before him. Teasing him. The smell felt good. But, he was a vegetarian. I can't eat anything other than vegetarian, he thought. But, the hunger was killing him. He saw his lover had no trouble eating non-vegetarian. How could she do that? Boy, he hated her for doing so. But, the bell inside his stomach kept on ringing. With one last hope, he searched for anything that's vegetarian. A fruit or a flower – goddamn it show me at least a leaf! Looked like God had no mercy on him. With trembling hands and awful feeling, he decided to eat the prey at last. He did not know how to even eat that non-vegetarian. He asked his lover. Simple, go there, eat and then come back – said she. Felt easy. He was a little bit relieved. He raised his chest up, cursed whoever made all the trees disappear and went near the prey. He started with a bit of hesitance as he did not know if the prey was dead or even alive. As he started eating, the blood, rushed through his mouth, something crushed him along with the prey leaving his body stick with the prey. Rest In Peace Mosquito.
PS 1: Do you know that only Female mosquitoes bite us? Male Mosquitoes are vegetarian.
PS 2: Was frustrated with the mosquitoes in my room and whoa, wait a minute…