Black Cat... and Then Its Over
This is my first story I ever wrote, so please be critical, but not rude... I am very emotional. tell me what you think of it, thanks x just read it and I hope you love it. It's just a prologue.
Black Cat...
And Then Its Over
Prologue
Death isn't what you think it is. There is no light at the end of the tunnel, actually there is no tunnel. There are only memories of your life, everything: from the moment you were born till the moment of your death. Its like watching a movie trailer but in fast forward, and when its finished there is light. Just blinding light. That's when it appears... a bridge. You stand in front of a bridge, all around you is a beautiful field and behind it is a beach with a clear ocean with the most exotic fish that you can ever find. You get a chose, turn around and go wandering around this beautiful place, where all you wishes come true or you can cross over the bridge and see what's on the other side. You get a third option as well, only you don't control it.
You want to know, how I know this things? Well, that's because I died 12 hours 15 minuets and 5 seconds ago. Though I am still here, still breathing. Everybody says that death is something that you can't escape and partly it is true, but only partly. Because the other part is something very rare, unnatural you may say. That's what I am, what I've become.
And Then Its Over
Prologue
Death isn't what you think it is. There is no light at the end of the tunnel, actually there is no tunnel. There are only memories of your life, everything: from the moment you were born till the moment of your death. Its like watching a movie trailer but in fast forward, and when its finished there is light. Just blinding light. That's when it appears... a bridge. You stand in front of a bridge, all around you is a beautiful field and behind it is a beach with a clear ocean with the most exotic fish that you can ever find. You get a chose, turn around and go wandering around this beautiful place, where all you wishes come true or you can cross over the bridge and see what's on the other side. You get a third option as well, only you don't control it.
You want to know, how I know this things? Well, that's because I died 12 hours 15 minuets and 5 seconds ago. Though I am still here, still breathing. Everybody says that death is something that you can't escape and partly it is true, but only partly. Because the other part is something very rare, unnatural you may say. That's what I am, what I've become.
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