MY SHORT STORIES

THE WAIT

The cold rain water trickled over my feet, I didn't feel the coldness but from past experience I know it should be so. I sat there hunched up in what used to be a white satin dress, it must have been picked out by my mother. The pearls that hang around my neck look lovely but they are of no value to me, I have already passed from the world that holds material things to heart.

Pearls, they remind me of the song if I die young by band Perry.

I did die young and I was buried in satin but unfortunately I didn't make it to heaven or hell. My new home, a small tunnel that functioned as a rain drain, carrying away the surface run-off from the city.

You might wonder how an undead seventeen year old ended up here and since I have all the time in the world I will tell you.

It was a couple of weeks or months ago, I don't quite remember but it was during autumn with the cold winter slowly approaching with its artic weather.

I had been binging on anything that had oranges in an attempt to raise my vitamin C levels. This was done so that maybe, just maybe I won't get a cold during winter. My stupid Life Sciences teacher said that vitamin C helps with that but then again I never payed that much attention in class, my report card was proof enough.

My mom knew what a nuisance I was when I get a cold so she took me to get a flu vaccine. I thought everything would be fine but that's until the artic weather came along.

With the vaccine and all I wasn't supposed to be getting sick but science says that people react differently to different medications and vaccines.

Flu had always been my frequent winter companion ever since I was little so when I got sick that winter, I didn't recognize my new acquaintance. My body temperature dropped at an alarming rate and no matter what anyone did to keep me warm it didn't work, I was literally freezing to death. My whole body would tremble as if there was an earth quake due to my body's natural reaction to create heat and my teeth would chatter until my jaw hurt. At that time I could have been sent to the sun and still I would have survived the heat.

Things took a turn for the worst when the head splitting headaches that felt as if someone was ripping my brain apart came and with it paralysis set in and I couldn't even lift a finger. I spent my last days crying and with a throat wrenching scream at the back of my throat while watching my parents cry their hearts out and for the first time in my very short life I prayed for death.

Death did come and it was during a drug induced coma. Things were dark and quiet for a while, I knew I was dead because for the first time in forever I felt no pain. I was in a dark oblivion and I couldn't see or feel anything, it was as if I was a part of the darkness. I felt free as I stayed there in the shadows but I still knew that something wasn't right.

I've heard people talk about finding a white light when you die but I never found it nor did it find me. It felt like eternity in that darkness until the day I finally heard a sound.

It sounded like metal hitting wood and I felt my eyes open but still I was shrouded in darkness. My arms moved and I could feel something soft on my sides, underneath me and on top of me. I was incased in what seemed to be a box, that's when I found out that I was claustrophobic. I tried screaming but only a screech left my mouth, I felt that head splitting headache return but instead of paralysis, with it came a very sharp hunger.

The metal continued to hit the wood that I was encased in and I felt scared but then something else frightened me more, I couldn't hear the blood rushing to my head and when I placed my hand on my chest, it wasn't heaving nor could I feel my heart beat.

During my revelation I didn't notice that the banging had stopped until the lid of whatever was covering me was lifted. I was bombarded by the smell of damp soil and an enticing smell that made my stomach clench painfully. Before I could register, where I was or what was going on a bright light shone into my face and my hand instinctively went to shield my eyes from the blinding light and I screeched.