Chapter 1

6 2 0
                                    

What is life?

People strive to prolong it, but to no avail.

Despite what people feel, we are all going to die.

That cold, dark feeling. People fear it, but I find peace in knowing it's here.

Am I too young? Do I have more to live for? Silent tears stream down my cheeks. Life and death. Dark and light. Neither one can exist unless one dies. Neither one can exist without the other. Yet why are we so determined to live? To survive?

I close my eyes, and feel the soft rain splash down on my cheeks. I feel cold, yet warm. I feel no fear. Just sadness. Like all things, my life must come to an end. I never got married. I never had kids. Never went to college. Just another dead person. Like everyone else. People will mourn, and then forget. My sister, my father, my mother. They will weep and move on. I will be forgotten.

I close my eyes, and embrace the darkness.

I wake up once again, and see the rain fall

Oops! This image does not follow our content guidelines. To continue publishing, please remove it or upload a different image.

I wake up once again, and see the rain fall. I do not feel it. I sit up, only to find myself separated from my body. I look to the heavens. Why am I still here? I was at peace with death, but yet I don't make it to up there. I wander the dark empty alley, when I suddenly see a light. A path. I follow it. At the end, I see a man. I call out to him, but there is no answer. I see him pick up a kitten. The kitten was dying, but when the man picked it up, there was a sparkle in it's eyes.

he light vanished. Then, behind me, another light appeared. I followed it to a hospital. I entered a room, and in the room was an old woman. She was surrounded by family. She looked at them, for the last time, and smiled. I could see her life escaping her. She let off a certain aura. Not a feeling of pain, sadness, or fear. Just acceptance.

Another light appeared, leading me to another room in the hospital. A child was being born. Tears were shed. People were celebrating. All about this little child, that can't even open it's eyes. One last light appeared, dimmer than before. It took me to a church, where a funeral was taking place. I saw people crying and sobbing, but I could not hear it. I could not hear anything. Afterwards, everyone went downstairs. I followed them. 

You've reached the end of published parts.

⏰ Last updated: Jun 23, 2018 ⏰

Add this story to your Library to get notified about new parts!

The Silent tears of the graveWhere stories live. Discover now