Chapter 11: Teresa's POV

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Teresa's POV

Sinking, into a sea of deep darkness.

That's what I'm doing.

My senses fade away except for one, sight, and all I can see is eternal darkness.

What is happening to me?

I can't feel my body, can't move. There is nothing I can do but wait.

In hope that someone will pull me out of this pit, or that some monster will come from below and take me away.

I know people say that when they are about to die, their entire life passes in front of their eyes and they know the secret of the universe or something.

But all I can see is the inky blackness.

Am I dying?

I am not sure.

Am I alive?

Not sure.

It feels like I am suspended in a world between life and death, two strings pulling me in two directions until one string snaps.

Or I snap.

I expect to hear voices soon, to have my eyes open, but nothing happens.

I feel like I should be feeling extreme pain, that I am in some terrible situation.

I hope my friends are okay.

And Ariana, my beautiful younger sister.

And of course, my mostly annoying and sometimes adorable little twin brother.

People should be perfect before they die, finally "whole" or something.

I can't possibly be dying.

If only I could move my legs, or my arms.

I feel something inside of me break at that moment.

I feel a string snap, either life or death winning.

But I have no idea which one.

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