Cabin 4

Chapter 2: Death

"You scared me to death." a familiar voice said. As my eyes began to focus, I noticed a smile that I had seen before. It was Derek. He had his regular smile, but his eyes were filled with worry.

I gave him a faint smile, but I was still pondering about her. I shook the thought out of my head, for it gave me shivers running up my spine.

"I..I saw her. I saw-" I started to say, but he interrupted me, "I know it's okay. You're okay. We're safe now..."

He put his warm hand on the side of my cheek. When he felt me tense when he touched me, he quickly pulled his hand away.

He is so protective of me. I should be used to that by now, I thought.

"I saw her too, Alex." He said with a reassuring look.

I gave him a tiny smile and nodded. "So, did anything happen while I was asleep?" I ask, trying to lighten up the mood. He just shrugs.

"Well, if you're talking about your usual snoring, then yeah. What were you dreaming about? Elephants rumbling the Earth?" He teases. I snort in return.

After a while of talking and laughing, we eventually fell asleep. It was perfect you know, just me and him, in our cabin. It was the only time I could be happy.

When nighttime came and the sky draped a dark, starry blanket over the Earth, I woke up. I decided that it was pretty late, and my mother would be worried, so I should go.

I smiled softly at Derek and said, "Wake up sleepyhead." After a round of shaking him, his eyelids shot open, revealing dark black eyes. His scleras and his irises were black, no white in them. I gasped as blood red tears streaked down his face.

"Alex?" His voice awoke me from my trancelike state. His eyes were never black, it was just my imagination.

I sighed with relief and hugged him. "I have to go, bye."

He nodded and said, "Me too. May I walk with you?" I rolled my eyes at his formal words.

He frowned then I laughed heartily and nodded for him to join me.

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I smiled and waved goodbye. Time for some painful nightmares tonight. I sighed and walked to my room.

My room was simple. A twin bed with a small wood desk and some drawers. The only unique thing, a bunch of stupid quotes about death hanging on the wall.

Now, you may be thinking, why did you hang them up if they are stupid?

The answer to that, is why my mom hung them up. She is one of those super religious people who would do anything to go to heaven.

So after my almost suicide one day, don't be surprised, she hung these all up.

One says, "No one wants to die. Even people who want to go to heaven don't want to die to get there. And yet death is the destination we all share. No one has ever escaped it. And that is as it should be, because Death is very likely the single best invention of Life. It is Life's change agent. It clears out the old to make way for the new."

-Steve Jobs

Or what about this one:

Our dead are never dead to us, until we have forgotten them.

-George Eliot

The only one I really liked was this one:

"When your time comes to die, be not like those whose hearts are filled with fear of death, so that when their time comes they weep and pray for a little more time to live their lives over again in a different way. Sing your death song, and die like a hero going home."

-Tecumseh

I believe that if there is a heaven and hell, death is heaven and life is most certainly hell. This life we live just makes us fear death the longer and longer we live it. I am not afraid of death.

Death is something that in the end, we will all face it. And I will not die in fear. I will embrace death once my time has come.

I sigh and lay down on my bed and slowly drift off into the land of dreams.