"It Just Never Ends..."

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"sitting in behind my window in this mediocre city of blankness. i am awaiting for something to happen. my heart beats normally and my impending doom so far away. i am really bored and i want something to happen. do i wish for it to happen so often? i knew from that moment i made the greatest mistake of my life...  

it all started when i was sitting in behind my window in this mediocre city of blankness. i was waiting for the day to pass by while i did my everyday routine of simply waiting for something to happen. i had observed from my window floor above within this building till night had arrived and filled the sky with its void. it was at that moment that i had spotted a shining bright star up into the sky as if it was speaking to me, starring at me and winking at me. it was that very night that my life had taken to a darker turn when i made that one foolish wish of having the most non-mediocre day of my life...every single day of my life.

the day starts off and i had woken up feeling as if i just took a nap. my hair smells like my everyday shampoo and i had not even taken a shower yet. i woke up with my usual clothes on and not my nightwear, which seems odd since i changed into my nightwear last night. i felt refreshed after waking up...

i knew i just had to go out there and see if my wish came true and i did walk out of my room into the elevator and down to the ground floor as well as out of the building. i had my first step as if i was the first woman to ever walk the moon. i felt a bit dizzy for awhile then my dizziness went away. i had to go out there and see if anything new is happening.

to my disappointment that everything seems to be routine everywhere i see. i suddenly heard running footsteps as i had heard them coming behind my back. i did not mind it then at that moment a force pulled my head upwards while a hand covered my mouth another hand came up as i realized it was the force that made my head stretched my neck. i felt a sharp pain then i had blacked out.

again i had awaken on my bed upstairs inside my own apartment. it was awkward as if i just experienced a bad dream. unknowingly to me was that as soon as i had switched on my television was when i had witnessed the greatest shock of my life. it was only moments before that my own body was featured on the news channel and since it was censored, i could not know what had happened to me before i had blacked out. it was only when i went to social media did i encountered the uncensored version of my fate in which there was a large slice on my throat and i had bled out to death! seeing this gave me a heart attack and i sort of died literally died as i again woke up from my bed and saw my dead corpse lying dead on the ground! i was so curious that i tried to revive my other dead corpse only to fail. i placed my ear on my corpse's chest to hear if there was still a beating heart within her and i had failed to hear anything.

this is all a bad dream! no! this is not happening! what is going on? maybe i have a chance to live my life, but i cannot leave dead corpses of mine lying around whenever i die only for people to see me alive once more... people would freak out!

i had came down again and went out of the building. i tried going back to the scene of where i supposedly died. there i saw blood stains on the floor still fresh from my wounds. people who saw me were shocked but also asked me if the one who died was my twin sister. i had to lie of course and claim it was indeed my supposed twin sister. i have a feeling that if i ever died under the same circumstance again only to revive and revisit myself. i will have to lie and say that i have not twin sisters but perhaps multiple look alike or so.

the sky was getting dark and perhaps it was time to go back. i hoped that my other dead corpse does not start smelling soon or else people would notice and would question me about the smell and perhaps i might be convicted of a murder that i did not commit. maybe i would call it a self-homicide instead.

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