Life, Death, and In Between

I'm a girl with no name.

I'm a girl with a ruined life.

I'm a girl who dies.

And then I wake up, hateful, unknowing, and on my f*cking period.

Can death get any worse?

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"Am I dead?" I ask still staring into the line where the sky meets the sea. It truly is beautiful.

"I did say I'd answer your questions didn't I?" He says.

I answer him with silence.

"In short Helen, yes, you are. Or at least you should be, but for some reason... I don't think you are." Xavier says.

I answer him with more silence, waiting for him to continue.

"I sense, some kind of darkness in you, and some kind of light as well. A bit of Heaven and of Hell, but not death. It's just not exactly life either. You should be alive right now, but you're not, leaving you trapped here as if you are dead."

I keep waiting. As I stare at the serene view in my peripheral vision I trick myself into believing I have all the time in the world. And maybe I do. But maybe I don't.