I really don't want to open my eyes. To be honest, I'm scared of what I will see when I open them. I thought I was with my family again but that theory died as soon as I felt a bed under me. I still didn't open my eyes because I just wasn't ready for the world yet, or better myself.
As I lied there with them still closed , I remembered my failed attempt to reunite with Mom, Dad and Connor and how I painfully turned into a gigantic animal.
Maybe I was, dead after all, the huge wolf could've eaten me and maybe heaven consisted of just beds that smelt like the wood and rain, which was delighte full by the way.
Riiiiiight, I didn't even believe that myself.
Something that was also really of was that I didn't have the urge to die anymore. In fact I suddenly despited the idea to leave this earth and it was confusing the hell out of me, as I was so damn sure that I will do it no matter what.
I slowly and carefully opened my eyes as if I still wished I would wake up in my old room, in my old house with them. But again, I was wrong.
I felt the sun slowly creep its way into the room I was currently in and hitting my face with the soft warmth of the sunshine that dimmed the room a bit as the sun was rising.
I looked to my right, out of the big porch with its clear glass doors and watched how the sun started its graceful dance of replacing the moon. Almost as if the sun was trying to catch the beautiful moon.
I had to admit to myself that I haven't felt this content in the last five years. Heck, maybe even my entire life. I enjoyed the moment for at least a few seconds.
Until it hit me.Realization hit me in the face like a brick and I looked out again. My face was probably in an 'o' shape because I couldn't believe the view that I was seeing in that moment.
My body moved itself out into the porch that led straight into the white snow and so, as I was still hypnotized from the breathtaking sight in front of me, I ran into the snow with bear feet, as I only noticed when I felt its coldness on my feet. Surprisingly it was a pleasant and not a stinging feeling.
I closed my eyes and took a deep breath in. I would have never been able to see this in California it was too warm there an-
Wait. I am right, this isn't even possible in Cali, so where am I actually?
I suddenly opened my eyes.
Not just out of confusion but also because a familiar warmth was coming from behind and a pair of strong arms came out of nowhere and hugged my waist, while my back was still turned to the person, who suspiciously smelt like the bed I was in before.
And then the velvety voice, that honestly sounded like an angel, whispered to me, with his lips almost touching my ear : ,,Welcome home, love. "
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