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What if I'm really in Hell where my punishment is to go insane by not moving, unable to speak, listening to the silence forever? What if-

No!

Calm down, everything's going to be fine, just take a deep breat- never mind, I can't do that...... I'll close my eyes instead. Yeah! That's it! I'll just close my eyes for 5 seconds to regain a clear, steady mind. Ok, here we go.
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2....
3...
4..
5.

When I opened my eyes again, I felt less existential crisis-y. Now that I was calm, I should finally try to talk. Ok, here we go. Round 2, ready? GO!

"urggghaaaaaaaa...." is all I managed to croak out.

'I sound very stupid' I thought in my head. Maybe I should try again.

"blehhhhhhh." I said this time. What the heck me? What are you stalling for?

At least I made a different sound from the first one. Now all I have to do is say an actual word. Unless you count baby-speak as words. Maybe I should try once more?

H-h.....e......l.....p......" I finally said. It took me awhile to say it. I don't even know why I said help. There's no one around me that I can see.

tO Be CoNtInUeD
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I know this seems really short but I told you, I'm writing a page. A frickin' page is this short looking. Hope you enjoyed this book so far!
                         
                                                                                  -A

6/6/2017(I wrote this at like, 2:54 AM o k)

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