I'm dead.
Or at least I think I am.
I can't feel anything, really. But isn't that still something?
I hear a silent whisper but I can't ever make out what it's saying or who the voice belongs to. Then suddenly, I feel myself.... Ascending? I can't describe it. I'm moving. Being pulled at, but I'm not sure where it is I'm going. The feeling makes me sick but I don't know how to stop it.
Then. It stops.
And I open my eyes.
YOU ARE READING
Everybody lives
Teen FictionThat's it. What we all want. Everyone living. No deaths. Everything's fine when they're all living. Except of course if they're dead to begin with.