“As the curtain falls on your thirty years, I want to ask you again, do you still believe...”
“You will not question my beliefs again... Will you?”
“How could you be certain that a second life exists? what makes you believe, my dear?”
“Do not call me your dear... I am not...”
“How can I get you to be more rational? Are you blind? Can't you see that everything you believed in is fake and lies?”
“I don't want to listen to you... I don't even believe in you... You do not exist, you are nothing but an illusion...”
“You refuse to admit that I exist... And this only proves my existence... You see my dear.. Sorry for calling you so again, but I love you more than anyone, and I love you knowing all your sins, is there anyone in this earth that can love you when they know your foul sins? We are one soul in two bodies, I am you and you are me. ”
“I am not you, you are nothing.”
“I was with you your whole life but it's only lately that you noticed my presence, I was watching you blossom, growing up and living a good life. I was there, silent.. I was playing possum. Now, I show up, after all I am the one who made you the way you are now..”
“Who am I now for God's sake but a worthless warm? Who am I?”
“You were not like this, things happen, what happened? Tell me your story!”
“I won't tell you anything, leave me alone. I want to kill you.”
“You can't kill a spirit even if you tried to. Tell me your story!”
“My story? Ok I will tell you the story... I still believe you are behind it...”
“Who? Me? No, I don't want to see you suffer in any way my lover...”
“It was a middle-of-the-week day of July, and I was with some friend of mine, I will talk about him later, but now the story... the story. We had a long day of labor. I was exhausted and wanted to go home and take some rest. My friend invited me. He lived some streets from work. We talked while walking down the street. We reached home at twilight. He went to cook something to eat and I was about to put my glasses down. I fell. But before I fell, I felt something really agreeable, I saw things but didn't know if they belong to this world. Then I fell and lost conscience. My friend told me the rest of the story. He told me that when I hit the ground, I tried to choke myself. Even in my unconsciousness, you see... Even in my unconsciousness I tried to kill myself. He said he tried to stop me but the force I had is stronger than the one I had when I was conscious. He called a doctor, the doctor tried to see if I am diabetic and at this time I woke up, I didn't recognize my friend and my head was aching, I couldn't tell how many people were there. The doctor said that I was good but he would take me to some private clinic for further analysis. Shall I love July or hate it? I love July. I am superstitious. I believe in science but I am superstitious. The clinic said there was nothing wrong with me and that this was all a result of the hard work. I believed in that because this story version suited me. I couldn't sleep that night, I sweated a lot and spent the night thinking about what I saw before falling. I couldn't remember. I could barely remember what happened. I could barely recognize my friend's visage...”
“Wait! I was there that night, an inflection point in your life, but I am not the cause in any way my friend. What happened after that?”
“An inflection point? Did you know that it would affect me in the following years? Did you?”
“Yes, I knew. Sorry, I didn't tell you. I didn't want to disturb you, I let time show you.”
“Well done! Now my life is upside down.. You should be happy right now. Leave the room! Do it!”
“I will be back, you owe me another visit.”
I had to read this story because of the title. I did have some difficulty separating the speakers and there are some plot points not finished such as: talking about the friend later and what happened after the inflection point. I really wanted to know that. I liked the premise of this story but thought that you might want to tie the opening and the ending together. I hope this helps.
Posted 8 Years Ago
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8 Years Ago
Thanks for the review, I left many things unsaid, there will be a sequel for sure.
I had to read this story because of the title. I did have some difficulty separating the speakers and there are some plot points not finished such as: talking about the friend later and what happened after the inflection point. I really wanted to know that. I liked the premise of this story but thought that you might want to tie the opening and the ending together. I hope this helps.
Posted 8 Years Ago
1 of 1 people found this review constructive.
8 Years Ago
Thanks for the review, I left many things unsaid, there will be a sequel for sure.