All I knew

by XiLadyKei

All they knew? It's faded away and died slowly like the rest of the world. 20 years...20 long years and still nothing has improved. People kill People, Infected kill People, Animals kill People. The silver lining is gone. It's been gone. It has melted away with everyone. Family is key, no one dares admit it. It makes the strongest weak and the weakest strong.

1. Prolouge

September 18th, 2013

Sure, my birthday is a few weeks away, but why does it matter? It's number 18, nothing notable about that number other than rated R movies, which I have snuck into anyways. It's another year of my life. The significant numbers you're looking for are 18, 21, and 50. 18 to be considered an adult, to smoke, to drive, to work important jobs. 21 to be considered legal to drink, and according to many its the thing to look forward to. It really isn't. 50, that's a symbolic number for telling you you've lived half your life. Either good or bad has been up to what you've done. So...age...age is just time you've been on this god-forsaken planet. 18, is the number I don't get to see, the number that makes no difference. Just like the following years. I don't get to live them, I don't get to experience, because I got sick. Weeks before my birthday...I got sick with pneumonia. Every time I slept, I drowned a little. So why did my future years matter? I need sleep to live, and I couldn't. The nurses my parents brought home placed me on something. It kept me awake so I could live. But I wasn't, I was drowning.

Now you ask, is this a note I've left that you're reading? No, these are my thoughts. I'm in some coma. I gave in and fell asleep before my birthday. And I was in a coma. So to justify my earlier words, the following years, they were just minutes to me. The same thing playing in my mind over and over, my pre-celebrated birthday party.

This was no normal coma, because I could barely move, I could hear, and I could feel. How? How was I so dormant? So...asleep...but awake? I could hear blood curdling screams in the background. Yet, there was no use, I couldn't help them, I was in a coma. I could feel being pulled on, I can hear my parents begging me to wake, the machines beeping frantically when they tried to take them off. This wasn't a dream, something around me, something was happening and I had no control over myself.

I tried to make sense of the background noises, but I couldn't something kept me from sounding out the words, from detecting my family's voices. Then it went quiet and the background noises played over and over, over time, I just forgot. I didn't recognize the sounds, I couldn't. It didn't seem like something that had to do with me. Then after what seems like hours, completely quiet, no noises, no nothing, nothing I can discern to know if anyone was out there. I think now is the time I wake...2014, what are you holding for me? Why have I been asleep so long? And that's what I did...I woke up. Now I know...I shouldn't have.