2000 leaves of life
I hear the faint voice of what would be a young woman in the back of my head.
My eyes jolted open to see white, everything completely covered in the pale empty colour.
"You're finally awake, took you long enough." The voice said, a hint of sass lacing her words. A beautiful young woman suddenly came into view.
"Who are you, where am I, why am I here?"
"I'm Annabelle, in a room...obviously, and you'll find out soon enough. Im here to let you know the trail you have been given. You'll have 2000 words. No more no less"
A visual of a tree showed up in the middle of the room.
"2000 words, 2000 leaves. When this tree dies, so do you. I suggest you use your words wisely."
"Wait! Why? I don't understand, please tell me what is going on."
"2000 words," she repeated. Annabelle started walking out the door.
I could still hear the echoing of my voice in the back of my head as I watched the first leaf fall.
Nixon Grayson is living life in the best way possible. Living in today and not worrying about tomorrow, because you don't alway know if you have tomorrow. Especially if you only have 2000 leaves of life.