Dead or Alive?

Hello, my name is Molly, I think. I don't know much about anything anymore, it's all too confusing. I can't remember anything about my life before IT happened. I'm not even sure what IT is anymore. They say I belong here, but I'm not sure. I don't know where I belong. Everything is too confusing,my vision is always blurred and my memories are muddled together. I can always here them crying though, but sometimes they're laughing. The voices are never the same, they always belong to different people. I'm so very confused, and I need to know...am I dead or alive?

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1. Prologue

Have you ever wondered what happens to someone once they have died? Where does there soul go? I am Molly Barack, I think and my life is over, or maybe this is just the beginning. I'm not sure. Everything is dark, then sometimes everything is light. My body feels as light as a feather when I'm in the dark, but when I'm in the light, I don't feel real. I feel like the light is just my imagination and the dark is reality. The dark is my friend, the light my enemy. They tell me I belong here with them. They tell I deserve to be dead, yet I don't feel dead. I feel alive. I feel free. All my life I've wondered what it was like to die. I still refuse to believe that I'm dead. I feel like this is just a horrible nightmare and one day I'll wake up. But as every minute passes I become less and less sure of that. If I am dead, I want to go back to being alive. I thought being dead would be like the end of the school year. No more worries or scraped knees from falling off the monkey bars. But if this is death then life was better. I don't remember anything anymore. Not my family. Not my friends. Not even who I was before I died. If that's even what I am. Dead. 

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