This is a prologue for a Alice in Wonderland story. I know it doesn't seem like it during this prologue but in the first 10 words for the first chapter it'll be obvious. Anyway I hope you enjoy my first story on . Comments are appreciated greatly.
My body hit the wet sidewalk, my head hitting it hard soon after. Everything started going blurry, I couldn't make out the three figures in front of me anymore. I felt my body lose control; instinct took over, along with rage, revenge, sadness, and other emotions I've never felt before. My body was completely weightless as it was lunged forward, whether involuntary or not. I hit something solid and it fell with me. I didn't move after that. That final action drained everything from me. I felt myself finally slipping away. It's amazing how much thinking one does right before they die, and it's always something stupid. IS this really the end? Am I really going to die this way? Would they find my body? Would I end up at the bottom of the Chesapeake Bay? Always stupid things like that. Even when we're about to die all we think about is our physical appearance, especially in the case of this kind of death. My mom would kill me if I wasn't already dying, her flawless reputation ruined. All we should worry about is our soul in the end. If people thought about it more often humanity would still exist. I often thought about where souls go to, or if they even exist. Maybe they're just something religion tells us exists so we lead good pure lives. I don't know, but I guess I'm going to find out soon. I can finally feel myself slipping away into death…
Darkness…only darkness…with a feeling of weightlessness. I guess there's not really a light at the of the tunnel. I close what I guess are my eyes and just float in the eternal darkness.