This post was written for a school activity. We were asked to create a story out of a diagram which showed small animal tracks and large animal tracks meeting each other and the small tracks vanishing after some point.
White. The landscape was nothing but white. An ocean of snow around me and I was plowing through the mass of it for no legitimate reason at all.
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This is a guest post by celestranburk, a 17 year old female aspiring to be an author. She loves tragedies and horror. Here is a short vignette she wrote in about an hour.
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A white utopia swallowed me whole, leaving me suspended in colorless equilibrium.
My ears buzzed from the utter lack of sound that assaulted them. I could not tell if my eyes were opened or closed for the empty whiteness remained regardless of the position of my eyelids. In truth, I was likely not seeing at all, but perhaps merely believing that I could.
A voice broke the silence. It was low, monotone, and oddly familiar. I felt the vibrations resounding in my chest as it spoke, its words rattling around in my rib cage.
It was then that I became acutely aware that I had no heartbeat to match its frequency.
“Welcome to the Afterlife.” The voice said.
“In 24 hours, your physical body will have finished deconstructing. Your memories will then be inserted into your Artificial Soul.”
A loud beep echoed through the space and the voice dissipated into it. Afterlife? Am I dead? I have no recollection of dying. I have no recollection of any part of my life.
My mind is as blank as the world around me. Seconds tick by. A single image materializes in my mind’s eye, blurred at first but slowly becoming clearer.
I see a blue surface, dotted with inconsistent white shapes. A bright orb sits on the left of it, blinding me.
Something rushes past me, but I don’t see it. A pair of legs, presumably my own, appear before my eyes, reaching up towards the blue surface. Something dark shoots across my vision, then consumes it. Everything disappears in that instant, sending me back to this endless white abyss.
My thoughts clear. I fell; no, I was pushed. Off a cliff, I think. Landed head first, probably.
I guess I must have died after all. I guess those were my last moments. And now here I am.
This is where my existence has been transferred to. This is all that is left of me as my body deconstructs; just a disembodied mind floating in white equilibrium.
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RedefiningRandom 