I wonder when I will wake up.
I don't know how much time has passed. I see small flashes here and there, but nothing shapes itself into something more. I feel nothing but endless blackness, sadness, and pain. endless, writhing, burning pain. I try to remember who I am, or where I come from, or something that is from my past, but nothing comes. Nothing, besides my name, Chris. I hold this shred of who I am close to my heart, feel the warmth of the memories that go along with it, and try to sear it into my brain, repeating it to myself over and over again
I feel a sharp stab of pain every time I feel the darkness get closer. I am starting to feel vacant, everything fading into the blackness. I know that soon enough, the blackness will consume me, eternal and forever.
And I will be gone.
I am not troubled by this, though. I remember that when I die, I will go to heaven. Heaven is bright, with angels singing sweet lullabies in your ear when you go to sleep. In heaven, everyone is eternally happy and rejoicing. Endless parties! Yeah! But...
you could go to hell.
It's possible because I do not remember anything. I could have done terrible things in my lifetime. People could have feared my name.
But I could have also been a hero.
People would be happy when I walked by. They could know me so well from my good deeds or my triumphs. They would respect me, and love me.
And I would love them back
Sometimes I see things I do not understand. I have dreams, dreams of people under a reign of terror. I see people, calling my name. It is slowly driving me insane from the tip-of-my -tongue feeling that's my life. I hear voices in my head and I wish...
That just for once, I would see a light.
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Hi guys, how's chapter one? I stared at this Idea for a while, and really wanna expand this. Any Ideas or suggestions? comment below!!
Thanks,
-V
