The story of Vivian, who fears three bullies more than anything in the world. They make his life purely Hell, without a thought. He is their puppet, a mere rag-doll.


9. The Sun Rises

   Vivian’s head went light. He had a strange feeling of surreal ecstasy and pain. He looked at his body- covered in blood; he had injuries too horrific to take in. He turned to Colby, who had a gunshot in his brain. He hadn’t noticed any of this before.

            “We only see it when we realise,” Colby answered, reading his thoughts.

            “What about you?”

            “My parents and I were murdered. It was a long time ago now. They moved on, but I didn’t.” Vivian’s world whirled around him, like he was on a spinning classroom globe.

            “What about at school?”

            “People only see what they want to. If you had looked carefully, you would have seen me.”

            “But… how do I… move on?”

            “Forgiving. Making amends. There’s lots of ways. I just haven’t gotten round to it yet.” Vivian thought about Heaven. He would like to go there, obviously. But leaving Colby behind? His family?

            “That’s what they want.” Vivian nodded. He should try. But how? It had all hit him at once- hating Ted, being so scared… for no reason. Since the accident, his life had been but a dream. A vision. There seemed to be no future, no path to follow. What would it be like when he moved on? What would become of him? Life had seemed so planned; death was a new journey. He would have to move on, to discover the next part of the passage. He didn’t know how he was going to tell Colby that he was actually going to move ahead. Maybe Colby would too.

            “Don’t worry, I know. But I’m not ready yet. It won’t be too hard for you. I’m guessing you have a plan of action?”

            “Yeah. I’m gonna miss you, Colby.”

            “Me too…” As Colby looked at Vivian, who walked back to Ted’s house, he felt a twang of sadness. Every friend he’d had over the period of this existence had moved on. But he couldn’t. His friend entered the darkness of Ted’s home, ready to move into a new light, while Colby faded out into the shining sun of the afternoon. His soul would live on for the endless years, or decades. But he would always remember the friend called Vivian, the friend who was so fearful, he became oblivious of his own feelings. 

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