Chapter 1: The End of a LifeA Chapter by SorenThe beginning of my story!Once again, I found myself in that hospital. Fleetwood's Hospital, the leader in the world, they are some in almost every country. In my life, I worked here, for 40 years, I was in charge of the money here. Until they fired me because of my Alzheimer one day. But now, I am a patient, with an incurable disease. The same white walls, the same white rooms. I forgot a lot of the time I passed here, I forgot everyone I saw here. I forgot who I was. But I remember one thing. I will die today. I heard the doctors talking earlier. I only have a few hours left here. Before I go, I want to remember. I want to remember what my life was. It's hard to remember. All I know is that I am English, I suppose. I never knew my parents, and I never left the country. I probably did some studies to work here. We are also probably in 2040. I am not sure anymore. I don't even know who I am, what my name is. Nobody is saying it, they just call me "Mister". All I know is.. I am around.. probably 80 years old, I'm not sure. Is that all there is to my life? Is that really all? That's not a life, there is no significant moments, a bland life. If anything would have been really important, I would remember. I guess that's everything there is to my life, so, I can go with only one regret. I cannot remember *who* I am. But I do not have the time to think, it's already the end for me. Everything slowly become dark. I don't have the choice, I am closing my eyes, the Hospital's voices start to fade away. I do not feel the soft bed anymore. The void. The emptiness. Nothing. Is that how death is? I can still think. I feel like I am moving, but I don't feel anything. I feel like everything was red, but I don't see anything. Then suddenly, it's like my consciousness has been compressed. It's like my thoughts were crushed by something, something with absolute power. It doesn't hurt, but I know this isn't pleasant. They are things near me, but I don't see them. They are voices near me, but I don't hear them. This feeling lasted forever, but only a few second. It never ends, but already ended.
It's almost like every feeling i had were activated at the same time. Sadness, Happiness, Pain, Comfort, Despair, Hope. And then I feel the hard, metallic bed again. And then I hear the machines again. And then I open my eyes for the first time. © 2018 SorenAuthor's Note
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StatsAuthorSorenFlers, Normandy, FranceAboutJust a french 15 years old boy who write stories for fun more..Writing
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