PART 1-Chapter 3- The Awakening
The minute I walked out of my door, it closed behind me. I was in a white room. No, it was more like just endless light. I couldn't distinct where the walls ended or started. All I knew was I was standing on the ground. Or is this the ground? I looked around, and did not see anything. Only bright white light. "Hello?" I said. I looked around, not knowing what to expect.
I felt blind, unable to defend myself, unable to protect myself. I curled up on the floor, clutching my knees. "Is anybody there?" I pleaded, my eyes started filling with tears. I felt afraid. "Welcome Anna Smith. It is time that you finally awakened." I heard a voice of a woman say. She sounded so tender . Her voice was soft and soothing, like a mother speaking to a newborn baby. "Where are you?" I asked. My eyes searched everywhere; I did not see a change, only light. "I am not a being, but just a voice." The voice answered. I sat down, scared. I looked at my hands. They had the color back in them. I sat for a moment before I spoke again. "Where am I?" "You are in the crossroads between the state of Dream, and Awakenment. It is time you enter the Afterworld." "I don't understand. What happened? Where am I?" "You have died, and now you are going to Afterworld. It is a place for souls to be when they die. You have a choice of six items to bring with you from your past life." I sat and covered my face. This is too much. But I have no other choice. It would be better to do what she says. I thought of the things that were most dear to me, and the things I felt I needed. "My red backpack, my journal, my photo album, an outfit, a pocket knife and my cat Madonna. Can you do that?" "I can allow it. But you must understand in this life, that you will be able to communicate with your feline friend. And she will not be exactly what you remember. " "I don't know what you mean exactly, but alright." I answered. I saw a faint red glow a couple feet infront of me. Then everything I asked for appeared in a pile. I took my outfit first and only then did I realize I was naked. I very quickly dressed into my outfit. My blue jeans, white teeshirt, red jacket, and black Doc Martin shoes. I put my photo album and my journal in my backpack, and swung it over my back. And I took the knife and stuck it in my back pocket. I needed to protect myself. "And my cat?" I asked. "Behind you." When I turned around I wanted to scream. A creature in the shape of a small child stood in front of me. But when I looked closer, it seemed more to be half child, and half cat. White fur all over the body, long pointed nails like a cat, a face like a cat, with piercing green eyes, and a long white tail. But standing on two legs. It reminded me of a child wearing a cat Halloween costume. The creature took a step forward, not breaking eye contact with me. I fumbled backwards. I wanted to keep my distance. The creature stopped, and looked saddened. "Why do you look scared of me?" Said in creature, in the sad voice of a child. I stood my ground, and looked at it once more. "I don't remember you looking like this." I answered. My voice surprisingly shook. This terrified me. "Looking like what?" Madonna replied, looking at me strangly. Her eyes gazed right into mine. She stood quite awkwardly, as if she had never stood right before.
"Like...a human child!'I said angrily.This was some sort of sick joke. "Look..." I went into my backpack and pulled a my CD out of my CD player I always had in it. I turned the CD around to where Madonna could see her reflection.
The child-like cat looked into the mirror and shrieked with the voice of a little girl.
"What has happened to me?" said Madonna, scratching at her face.
Suddenly the voice spoke again.
"It is time you are let into the Afterworld. Do not be scared, but be cautious of whom you trust and meet." I looked at Madonna, and she looked at me. Then everything went black, for a second time.
The minute I walked out of my door, it closed behind me. I was in a white room. No, it was more like just endless light. I couldn't distinct where the walls ended or started. All I knew was I was standing on the ground. Or is this the ground? I looked around, and did not see anything. Only bright white light. "Hello?" I said. I looked around, not knowing what to expect.
I felt blind, unable to defend myself, unable to protect myself. I curled up on the floor, clutching my knees. "Is anybody there?" I pleaded, my eyes started filling with tears. I felt afraid. "Welcome Anna Smith. It is time that you finally awakened." I heard a voice of a woman say. She sounded so tender . Her voice was soft and soothing, like a mother speaking to a newborn baby. "Where are you?" I asked. My eyes searched everywhere; I did not see a change, only light. "I am not a being, but just a voice." The voice answered. I sat down, scared. I looked at my hands. They had the color back in them. I sat for a moment before I spoke again. "Where am I?" "You are in the crossroads between the state of Dream, and Awakenment. It is time you enter the Afterworld." "I don't understand. What happened? Where am I?" "You have died, and now you are going to Afterworld. It is a place for souls to be when they die. You have a choice of six items to bring with you from your past life." I sat and covered my face. This is too much. But I have no other choice. It would be better to do what she says. I thought of the things that were most dear to me, and the things I felt I needed. "My red backpack, my journal, my photo album, an outfit, a pocket knife and my cat Madonna. Can you do that?" "I can allow it. But you must understand in this life, that you will be able to communicate with your feline friend. And she will not be exactly what you remember. " "I don't know what you mean exactly, but alright." I answered. I saw a faint red glow a couple feet infront of me. Then everything I asked for appeared in a pile. I took my outfit first and only then did I realize I was naked. I very quickly dressed into my outfit. My blue jeans, white teeshirt, red jacket, and black Doc Martin shoes. I put my photo album and my journal in my backpack, and swung it over my back. And I took the knife and stuck it in my back pocket. I needed to protect myself. "And my cat?" I asked. "Behind you." When I turned around I wanted to scream. A creature in the shape of a small child stood in front of me. But when I looked closer, it seemed more to be half child, and half cat. White fur all over the body, long pointed nails like a cat, a face like a cat, with piercing green eyes, and a long white tail. But standing on two legs. It reminded me of a child wearing a cat Halloween costume. The creature took a step forward, not breaking eye contact with me. I fumbled backwards. I wanted to keep my distance. The creature stopped, and looked saddened. "Why do you look scared of me?" Said in creature, in the sad voice of a child. I stood my ground, and looked at it once more. "I don't remember you looking like this." I answered. My voice surprisingly shook. This terrified me. "Looking like what?" Madonna replied, looking at me strangly. Her eyes gazed right into mine. She stood quite awkwardly, as if she had never stood right before.
"Like...a human child!'I said angrily.This was some sort of sick joke. "Look..." I went into my backpack and pulled a my CD out of my CD player I always had in it. I turned the CD around to where Madonna could see her reflection.
The child-like cat looked into the mirror and shrieked with the voice of a little girl.
"What has happened to me?" said Madonna, scratching at her face.
Suddenly the voice spoke again.
"It is time you are let into the Afterworld. Do not be scared, but be cautious of whom you trust and meet." I looked at Madonna, and she looked at me. Then everything went black, for a second time.