Bad luck

Chapter one

Holy cow I'm late! Zach thought as he chased the bus. He still haven't brushed his hair, his clothes unruly and rugged, sweating like a pig, and spirting like a rock climber on a greased pole. He kept hoping the bus driver would see him chasing after the bus even though the sky was still glazed over with stars and clouds ;sure, Mr. Lan the bus driver didn't really care much for Zach and probably wouldn't even notice Zach if his insides were turned inside-out but something about Zach is that no matter what happens, he would rather see the world through rose-coloured glass. Zach continued to use all his effort to chase after that dusty old methodical corridor until he couldn't anymore.

His alarm clock stopped working in the middle of the night due to a power surge and he woke up half an hour late. Now, he's chasing a bus and just trying not to get fired again while making ends meet, but he isn't the main character of a fairytale so he can't have it easy. He never had it easy but he was always hopeful because he knows that one day, his golden soul will gift him in the future. Even though he missed his bus just now, the gears in his brain are twisting and spinning at great speeds to find solutions to solve all of his problems, pondering, pondering, and pondering, to save himself from his long-lasting debt from the very birth of his existence.

He skipped down the spiral roads as he made excuses and ways to make up for being late, when all of a sudden, his foot accidently stubbed a sharp denim coloured rock that poked out the pavement which made him trip across the sidewalk. Still groaning from the rough landing, he slowly and painfully gets up and dusts off the road gunk that has stuck to his unkept clothes. It's okay, I have lint rollers at work, it will all be okay soon once I explain to my boss about what happened. She's a nice lady so she will forgive me. Zach continuously chose to only think positive thoughts to distract himself and the rage slowly bubbling up inside, only to be interrupted by a THUMP! On the head.

A huge gushing wound split open on his head, a seizing pain fell upon Zach, he curse murderously, but then the thumping got worse. Someone was attacking him to mug him, It was still dark as space so no one could help or witness him getting beat to death.

No one can help me, no one will know about me, why can't I live happily just once? An ocean of thoughts and feeling overwhelmed him at that moment knowing that he will immediately die within minutes from blood loss and even is he survives the robber already took every last penny he ever owned and if he lives he will never be able to be thankful ever again.

Eventually, the pain and damage left him, his heartbeat rate dropped intensely and the last breath he breathe pass. Tears that didn't fall from the pain now welled up his eyes as he lied there enjoying the sweet embrace of what he believe was death.

Nothing, emptiness, silence. The dreaded moments now seem like a blessing from the cruel living world. All his past worries and past issues don't exist anymore, all those ties get cut the second you're lying on the ground. This isn't so bad, he thought. I never knew death would be this peaceful. He took in this stage of the death process gloriously, unware that there was more to the afterlife then this.

Suddenly, a flash, then another, flashing lights are starting to appear all over his spiritual being. They started out mellow, like warm rays of the sun hitting your skin, but soon the flashing lights started to pierce his retina's and burn him whole, the sensation was more agonizing than the worse of sunburns and the sensation of burning evoked all the pain he has ever felt at once, him scream and cried for it to stop, but the blazing pain increased constantly.

Abruptly, the lights started to dim and so did the painful sensation. Relieved, his eyelids drooped down from the stress and slowly shut close and he lose consciousness again. In this state of deep sleep, his spirit was swiftly carried over to the dab noj nyoog rem where he will begin his afterlife.