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Status: Finished  |  Genre: Thrillers  |  House: Booksie Classic
It was that one night the worst of my life i could say that one of the most misfortunate events occured.
Stuck with almost no way to escape it i had to accept my fate .
Some may call me stupid for this but I have learnt to accept destiny

Submitted: January 06, 2014

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A hazel coloured bench shook in the cold midnight wind and the flames of a burning oil lamp danced and swayed before hissing into a neverending darkness. branches reached out like hands with silky leaves brushing against my face drops of the six o'clock morning dew dampening my face. Rocks and stones guided my endless yet unlit path. towards my car door. shivvering i pulled open the door of the car and slammed it shut, turning on the heating and radio. stamping on my ignition pedal i sped forward with my rucksack in the passenger seat. thirty minutes later i had stopped at a train track with no gas (right on it) I guess you know what gonna happen now. I started to worry and thought about getting help or calling someone but instead I put hunger first and ate my sandwich.... strapping myself back in i reached for my rucksack and pulled out my lunch. but before i could look back my life flashed before my eyes. a train looking as big as ever rushed towards me from the distance. one of the loudest sound i had ever heard was filling my ears as i scrambled to escape forgetting about my seatbelt. racing for my life i unclipped the latch and tugged on the door but before i could clamber out i went blank.i lost every sense and feeling in my body. i was expecting agony and ache. was i dead? the answer is no... i wasnt dead but i was paralyzed blank only my heart and brain could function. sat on life support with tubes piping in and out of me i drifted in and out of conciousness that day and at a final heart beat i slept. the next day i wrote this book explaning my endless stupidity and agony.... even paralyzed my whole body was in constant agony. after this i handed the book over to my family and told them to write as i was wheeled out in a dark depressing coma.... i heard what was happening around me but unable to respond i lay in darkness overthinking my idiotic attempts.

 

Angela mother of victims book:

his endevers brought him here and that is destiny. today he took his last breath in peace as his brain shut off so did his heart. he will be sorely missed we will make sure his things remain as they are..

 

 

(2 years later)

 

Angela:"ella... I swear i just saw justin (victim)"

"stop imagining things angela its fine"

ella left the room and angela sat staring out of the window the catching her sons eye...

Did he fake his death to start anew

nobody found out not angela not ella not family either friends...

His endevers were forever discussed yet always incorrect.......


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