Living In Heaven's Opposite (Watty Awards 2012!)

Chapter 5: ˡᶤᵉˢ ᵃᶰᵈ ᵗʳᵘᵗʰˢ

I stare at the wasteland in front of me, my body frozen in place. I finally sink to the ground in defeat, ready to give up.

And cold breeze blows across my skin, causing me to shiver and my hair to circle my face. I close my eyes, finally accepting death.

I don't know what I would have wanted for the wasteland to be instead. Maybe someone to take the pain away, something to stop my anger and fear. How could I be so stupid? How could I expect anything good out here?

How could I think The Government would lie?

Now look where I am, no food, no water, no life left in me. I close my eyes, trying to stop my shivering and finally give up.

A warm breeze suddenly ruffles my hair, and I feel the pain, fear, and anger replaced with a sense of calm. Am I dead? I ask myself and slowly open my eyes.

I immediately shy away from the blinding white light. This scares me. I didn't think death would be this... blinding. Maybe I'm not dead though.

But why would I suddenly feel so calm?

Sleep, dear one. It is not your time, yet. A voice sounds in my head.

Before my anger and fear can boil up again at the strange, soothing voice, my eyes close automatically before I drift off.

But questions still linger before I fall completely unconscious.

Who was that? What do they want with me? Why was it white? Who has the power to even enter my mind? Why can't I die yet? It isn't my time yet? Who was that?

I might know, I might never know.