I know...I know. I need to stop. But at least you all are benefiting from my insanity.
This will not come out as fast as 'From my Window' or 'Self Storage' but you will get at least 3 chapters a day.
I love...love...love 'Goodnight Noises Everywhere' by Feisty Y. Beden and 'Gypsies, Tramps and Thieves' by 107yearoldvirgin. Any similarities to their amazing work is coincidental. Hell...the world is supposed to end next year...we will all be writing about it soon.
Melanie has not had her hot little fingers in this so please ignore any mistakes...
All will be answered...until then...enjoy.
I remember what happened in the moments before the end of the world.
I remember sitting at my desk in the middle of a crowded lecture hall.
English Comp 101.
I remember my book was sitting on the edge of the desk and when the ground started to shake, it tumbled to the ground.
I remember grabbing the sides of the wooden surface so hard my fingers turned white.
I remember the screams…
Mine…
Other's…
The world's…
And then…
Darkness.
When I next opened my eyes I expected to see the bright white light of heaven…
Of the Afterlife…
Of the Fade…
I never expected to open my eyes to more darkness.
My body was cold, lying on the hard ground.
My eyes searched to try and find any light I could use to see what was around me…
But it was complete and total darkness.
Was this what death was like?
Was this my punishment for sneaking those cigarettes from Charlie's pack?
For lying to my mother about where I was when I was supposed to be at dance class?
For staring at the beautiful boy that sat across from me in my Biology lab?
Was this it?