Afterlife The Prompt;
Alright, let's do this: Life was a fickle, transient experience, or state of being with no basis. For 60% of people, it was about being born, finding a way to make a living, taking care of your children, and dying, leaving your kids to continue the pointless cycle. For 30% it was just about doing whatever else - not having kids, being nuisances to the society, and all that. For the last 10%, of which I am painfully among, it is dying young, having never accomplished anything in life. It was my 19th Birthday, and I had just five minutes to live. I was in my room, alone, with bottles of alcohol all over the ground. A cigar dangled from my loose lips,. and although it choked me to even smoke it, I still did anyway. What did I have to fear? Lung cancer|/ I wouldn't even be alive that long. It was a cruel world order, the one which I lived in. Newborn kids are born with a random date and time tattooed on their right palm. This was going to be their date and time of death. For me, it was 19 years, 12 hours, and 6 minutes. Even though I'd known this time was coming since I was eight, I was not prepared. Well, I couldn't say selfish things like that. Who is ever prepared for death? I was unlucky - I didn't have a girlfriend, I had just two friends at school, and I was a virgin. I was basically going to die here, alone as usual. My Parents and Friends waited outside because I told them I didn't want them to be in here, crying over me. That wasn't true. I just didn't have the heart to see them alive while died. I cursed the world and dragged on my cigarette harder, inhaling some ash and coughing wildly. To hell with this body, anyway. Why did life have to be so unfair? As I looked back at my watch, it was 3 minutes left. I went to delete my Facebook account, and then I took out my SIM card and threw it out the window. I told my parents that I wanted to be cremated when I died. When I died. Death. I wondered what it was like. Was it unbearable pain, a gut-wrenching feeling o despair as my heart stopped beating? Would I see the Drim Ripper come, impale me with his scythe and 'reap' my soul out of my flesh? Or was it just, transient and calm? A dizzy feeling? A serene peace as my heart stopped beating? In 30 seconds, I would know. I tried to act like I was cool, calm, and nonchalant. Who was I putting up the front for? I didn't know. Maybe it was self-denial. Maybe I didn't want to admit I was afraid of dying so early, despite knowing that it would happen. I looked at my watch. Six seconds. Time sure flies when you're about to die. Five. Four. Three. Two. I shut my eyes. One. ..... Nothing. Nothing? Then it was the peaceful, serene transition I imagined it to be? A noise made me open my eyes. It was my room door opening, and everyone bursting in. Wait, everyone? Hold up, my room? I sat up frantically and looked at them while they all looked back in shock. Everyone was quiet for a while before my friend Leon spoke up. "Are you a ghost?" For some reason, everyone nodded as if that question was the same thing they had all wanted to ask. I was already confused, I didn't want to have to deal with this foolishness. Suddenly my phone buzzed, and I picked it up from the bedstand immediately. Anything that could distract me from the current puzzling situation was most welcome. It was a text. 'Congratulations! You have successfully defeated Death, and you are to report at the Hall of Ascension for the induction ceremony immediately'. Defeated? Was there ever a battle? I was just here, waiting for it to come for Christ's sake. And this whole ceremony business? I'm pretty sure there was no Hall of Ascension in Brooklyn, and how was I supposed to report there immediately when the Uber takes at least five minutes to... My phone buzzed again and I looked. "Standby as you are being teleported to..." "Dan?! Dan, what is happening to you?" My mom screamed. I looked at my hand and saw I was fading slowly. As my phone dropped on the bed, I suddenly wished I had actually died. ****** @Hanzell @Leo_kitti would you like to give it a shot?
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I'm trying to keep writing. I have two very strong days with my pyramidal pain. I started yesterday with an annex treatment with the previous one and this new treatment is based on steroids. After 72 hours if I do not respond I go to neural therapy. So I read your post and I can't stop saddening me. Because although I know that this reading is fiction, I also know that there are people like me who have almost reached 60 years of age and I am still fighting for my life and I see how there are such young people fighting to die.
Oh sorry! Wow, I really didn't know you were going through so much. I hope my post didn't strike a nerve.
From the steroids that I injected yesterday I am a little susceptible hahaha. But I like to read you. Keep writing because you are so talented.
Thanks so much! This motivates me.
Haha. Crazy how most write ups now are about deathπ --- I'd love to give this a tryπ
ππ knock yourself out.
Where are you getting your prompts from please??
https://www.reddit.com/r/WritingPrompts/
I love this prompt idea too omg! Share all of the stuff you find with me!!! I'll do this when i get back home >w< gonna go do grocery first. A bit for the house then a bit for the dorm
Alright! The prompts are really awesome. Good luck with shopping, it's my least fun activity.
I love grocery. actually πππ but seriously, where do you get these prompts from. They're good and so fitting for Halloween
https://www.reddit.com/r/WritingPrompts Knock yourself outππ
I don't have a reddit account ;;-;;
You reallly don't need one. And you can just create one with your Google account anyways
Oh- then I'll go and do that XD
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