It was dark.
Dark and warm.
Dark was good.
I liked the dark.
Dark, dark, dark, dark.
Then…
It was light.
Horrible, shocking light.
There was so much noise.
I didn't like it at all compared to my dark sanctuary.
I wanted to go back.
Dark was good, light was bad.
Suddenly, I heard something.
No, not something.
Someone.
A woman.
Above all else I heard a single woman screaming.
"Get. Out. Of. ME!" She demanded.
Who was she talking to?
Wait.
Could it be, was it, me?
Was I the one that was causing her so much pain?
I didn't want to hurt her anymore, even if it meant losing my dark, warm place.
So I called back.
"Okay, okay, I'm leaving, I'm out, see?"
She stopped screaming which was a relief.
Then someone a different, less important woman asked someone.
"Dan, would you like to cut the umbilical cord?" She seemed rushed and pressed for time.
"Sure." The one named Dan obeyed.
I knew something had happened but I didn't feel anything.
People applauded then I was taken away.
I was thoroughly confused but I didn't want to ask because the answer was one that others have feared for many lifetimes:
I am dead?
