Spirit of Rebellion [Young Writers Short Story Entry]

Light

I am lifted out of my body, the moment my heart stops beating.

I see a light.

I see a bright, brilliant light that looks almost like the sun.

I am slowly pulled into the upper corner of the room.

I see my body on the hospital bed, lifeless.

I see my mother crying and being consoled by the doctors.

I wave goodbye.

I am confused because the room doesn't end.

I see that it continues into a corridor.

I see that at the end of it is the light.

I slowly float towards it.

I feel like everything is in slow motion.

I am torn between two worlds.

I keep floating towards the beautiful light.

I get closer and see something peculiar.

I see someone standing in the middle of the light.

I feel this person is waiting for me.

My father.