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Dear Whoever Has Been Fancying Another Short Story, September 1st, 2012

I think this one is one of my better ones compared to what I’ve been posting. Enjoy. For now this is entitles “The Light at the End of the Tunnel” because that’s what my prompt was. I really plan on expanding on this when I get the chance or inspiration. Feel free to comment and critique on it.
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I stared bleary eyes at my strange surroundings. They were familiar and yet different. I lie on some type of cot with wheels and staring down at me was my little brother’s face ; his eyes were big, red, and puffy. I tried to move but my chest was sore, I settled for moving my head to the other side. There were medics, police, and firefighters alike standing in I now realized as my family’s house’s living room. Just as my fuzzy brain tried to connect two piece together, a plump woman leaned over me, “Can you tell me your name, hun?” She spoke in a calm, slow, soft voice as if I was a deer she was trying not to startle.

“Carmen.”, my voice was softer than I’d ever heard it and my chest felt as if it were on fire.

“Good. Good. Now look here, keep your eyes open.”, she shone a little light in my eyes. She walked away after harassing me just a bit further. She left me there with Joh just like it had been when I woke up. My vision cleared and his face became slightly less blurry. I had to tell someone. I just had to tell someone about what I’d seen.

“Trust me?”, I startled. I didn’t want him to think I’d gone off the deep end.

“Sure.”, he said, to his credit, almost instantaneously.

My voice started out raspy and low as I thought of how to say best what I had only thought and felt, yet it was so hard to explain, “A darkness and a complete utter silence was all I saw and heard. I didn’t feel my heart beat. It was just silence, one like I’ve never known.” I paused to lick my dry, cracked lips before going on. “My blood didn’t pump through my body. I couldn’t hear it coursing through me. I was dead. I knew I had to be. I was reaching forward towards the light. Moving, shuffling, towards it slowly. I was almost there. About to let my fingers play in it’s inviting rays, it’s warm embrace, when I heard my name. It echoed suddenly, very loudly in the still silence.” I shut my eyes, like a blink that lasted way too long, remembering what I did next, what I felt next, “I turned around, ever so slowly. Kinda like sleepwalking it was. Drifting as if on air. I turned towards the sound. And that’s the last thing I remember before I woke up like this.” That’s when I woke up. My eyes stung as I opened them, I hadn’t even realized they’d been shut the whole time, almost like I’d been sleeping again. I saw my baby brother’s young face shadowed darkly with a mixture of deep concern and worry. I felt awful. Seeing him like that hurt worse than my chest on fire. An immense feeling of grief for causing his happy, cheerful face to look that aged, afraid, and dark.

“You okay?”, I asked him before I could stop myself. I knew his answer already. Still, I wanted him to confirm that he was alive and well and that I wasn’t just hallucinating. —

That’s it, sorry. I don’t even remember where I was going with this one but I promise I’ll come back to it. I apologize if it’s confusing. I realize that the object of 5 minute “quick writes” are to quickly write without thinking, plotting, or anything of the like but for this I sort of edited it as I was typing of this post, tweaked it if you will, and it turned out differently then was intended thus the confuzzlement of if the character is still dreaming or awake and speaking and just flashing back. Needless to say, its needs more tweaking before it can have a part in any of my books. Not bad for a series of five minute writing sessions though, at least I think. Comment away(: -eshy,

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