Hello, I'm here to tell you a story. My name does not matter; it's what happened that does. It's hard to determine where to start, so I'll just start at the beginning, where everything was perfect.
I grew up in a little town, a place where I cannot explain much about because there's not much to be explained.
This town is tiny; no more than seven families live here. There's a food store, bookstore, toy store, school supplies, and clothing store. Only my family and another don't own a store, quite sad.
In this town, everyone knows each other, and we are all friends. We get our water from a river near by, we bath in a pool at the center of town. This may not seem much to you, but it's everything to me.
Everything was fine until one wicked day arrived while I was thirteen, everything changed.
I woke up like usual, but I woke up at a place of endless plains, a place where all the flowers withered, and all grass are yellow and dry.
I began wondering around, I'm not sure for how long… but days turned to weeks, weeks turned to months, and months turned to years.
That was all I did, wondering around, yet I found no people, and no one found me. The grounds I walk on are covered with rocks, sharp and pointy rocks, they're white. There's no plants, animals, or humans.
I couldn't take it anymore, the loneliness of not seeing a single soul for years.
One day, I collapsed as a strange, strangled cry escaped my lips. I cried and howled for god knows how long. Finally, I let out a yell, "I need to see people!"
Then it was a miracle. I saw people, humans, but they couldn't see me. What I saw, however, is not pleasant.
I saw people being tortured, killed, sacrificed, and pierced. Everywhere I walked, everywhere I looked, there was death. My feet then began bleeding from all the walking and sharp rocks.
Months passed, until I fell down on the ground, I gave up on life. My cheek and body started bleeding from the hard impact with the pointy rocks. I couldn't have cared less.
I cried and cried. Not howling-crying, just silent crying. My tears simply slid down my cheek and flowed into my mouth. I don't know how it could've been this bad.
A few days passed just like that, until a girl picked me up. With a touch of her hand, my wounds healed, my pain was gone.
I looked at her, and had to blink. She had golden eyes and hair that looked more like burning fire.
"Who are you?" I questioned.
"You're dead." She says. "You've been dead since the day you began wondering in this deserted world. You couldn't see anything or anyone because you're separated from the living." She paused. "What do you wish for the most?"
I didn't hesitate. "To be back in my small town."
In a wave of her hand, she disappeared, I disappeared, everything became nothing.
I am now back in my town, still thirteen.
I've always been cool, meaning I've never liked a boy, yet I don't know when I started to like starring at the boy whose parents owns the bookstore. He's 18, but I think he's cute, best part is, he pays more attention to me than to anyone else.
Everyone in the town began wanting to be my best friend. I don't now how to describe this, it's like I've received the greatest gift from god. I do not know how else to say it.
A few months passed just like that. I don't remember when, but as I was having my greatest moment, laughing with my best friend, her face suddenly changed. Her eyes became gold, her hair because fire. It's her.
She looked at me with such sadness I honestly believe she could've died. She did not cry, it's just her expression, it looks like someone who is just about to burst out crying but they're holding it in. Her sorrow is unbelievable, one glimpse of that, my laughter died out. "Hasn't it ever occurred to you?" She asked. "Hasn't it ever occurred to you this is all an illusion?" She began crying for she knows she is taking away my greatest happiness, I cried with her.
Then everything became a nightmare. The boy from the bookstore told me he wishes me to die, everyone from the town began disappearing with hate lingering. Soon, the whole town vanished, and I am once again back on the endless plain of dry and lifeless grass hovering over dead flowers.
What happened next… I don't remember anymore. Hmm… How odd.By: Jun Zhang 8C