Nothing

Freedom

I see a hand.

The hand's reaching out to me.

Do I grab it or do I just let it sit there?

I place my hand upon theirs.

My weightless hand.

The hand pulls me.

Into what?

That, I do not know.

When I open my eyes I see a man.

No interesting features.

Just a random man.

He tells me to follow him.

I don't think twice and I go.

The man stops and he tells me that I'm one of the lucky few.

The cut I made was deep enough but not too deep.

Theres 50/50 chance that I'll live.

So I get to pick.

Do I stay dead.

Or do I live that life again.

Some people have no choice but to stay dead.

And others have no choice but to stay alive

I questioned it for a second.

Would they treat me right if I went back?

Then I realized.

Probably not.

Even if they were to treat me right, it wouldn't be out of respect or love.

It'd be out of pity.

I don't want anyone's pity.

I tell the man I choose to die.

I then proceed to sink.

As I sink everything began to turn black.

Once I regain sight I noticed that I was laying in something Fluffy and white.

It was snow.

This wasn't what snow felt like in the real world.

No.

If felt warm and cozy.

Like a hug from a loving mother.

Everything was bright.

The sun was shining bright as well.

Not in a really hot summer day way.

But in a comforting, loving sort a way.

Like the feeling of having a caring and wonderful lover.

The trees stood tall covered in the wierd snow that I am now standing in.

I take a look around and see a tiny cottage.

It gave off a tender and caring feeling.

I smile because I am now happy.

Why am I happy?

Because now I have everything I wanted.

Including freedom.