I'm finally able to open my eyes again, but it's still dark. There is no more noise, no nothing. That is, until there is a small flickering light that didn't seem too far off.
Curious I walked, my footsteps echoing loudly as I did so. One close enough I could tell it was a projector. I jumped back as it made a sound, one that didn't sound to good, before a film played in front of me.
It took me a moment, but I realized it was my life being played, not a movie. Birthday parties, sleepovers, halloween, Christmas,....the good memories. Then came the time in my life where bullies came into play. It was like I could taste the dirt in my mouth again, feel my heart shattering.
It lead up to my final moments...my death. The sky was an excellent blue that day, but the wind felt like it was cutting you open. I suddly felt sick again. Cold washed over me from mysterious wind. Then, I stumbled and fell back. This is how I died..at the hands of the concrete sidewalk.
I looked down at my body to find cuts, bruises, blood everywhere littering my body.
Black
It was nothing again, no movie, no anything. I was sent to no where, the gods must not finding me good for any place, for anything, just like in real life. I'm stuck here now. Not in Heaven, not in Hell, but in between.
