Mr. Smith

This is a story I wrote a few years back for a high school creative writing class. I don't have it on file anymore and its quick and easy to type up. I figured I should just get something on here!

There was nothing. No sound, no feeling, not even the ability to move. He felt weightless and cold floating through the darkness.

"This must be space" he thought.

He had been floating for as long as he could remember. Always alone going from galaxy to galaxy for what seemed like a life time. He tried to open his mouth and call out to someone but couldn't, a vacuum sucked up his words.

"How are the tests going today doctor?"

"They're all the same. Minimal brain activity, Mr. Smith is still very deep in a coma."

Mr. Smith didn't hear the words spoken above him, he just kept on floating.

Reviews

[KAin]

Ahhh I want more...
So i guess that means this story's a success!

[Marie]

Good flash fiction. Actually micro-fiction.

[mollyjohnson]

Thank you!