My Last Breath... (549 hits)
Category: Quotes & StoriesRating: 1.71 on 7 reviews (Rate this item) (V)
Submitted by myredmirage95 (View user info) at 2005-02-23 02:54:14 EST
I'm so tired. I've been at work all night, working at a place I hate, with people I hate, on a schedule I hate; all so that I can one day move out of my parents house and be on my own.
After three hours online soothing my mind from the torment of the last 9 hours of my life, I say goodbye to my friends; maybe one day I'll get to visit them. I turn off the computer and unplug it because we all have to do our part to conserve energy. I trudge to the bathroom to wash my face and brush my teeth because "you'll need them when you're older" my grandpa would always say, grinning with his bare gums. I miss my grandpa. I stare at my weary reflection; the dark circles under my eyes indicating my exhaustion. I turn off the light, conserving more energy, and walk to my room. There is my bed sitting in the corner, so warm and comfortable with the pale moonlight casting shadows across it. It looks so inviting...yet so empty. I am unmarried so there is no one to share my bed. I sigh to myself and crawl underneath my covers and turn out the light. 3:41am flashes from my stereo.
I close my eyes and I reopen them towards the clock; it says 3:54am. The room seems much colder and I'm having trouble breathing. The pale blue moonlight shining through my curtains now has the hue of a shallow green. I try to get out of bed to see what's going on, but my legs are nearly paralyzed....I can barely move. I pull back my curtains beside my bed and peer outside, seeing nothing but a barren landscape clouded by a green mist; the moon light attempting to wash it away in vain. I call out for someone, anyone...but no one hears me because my voice is too raspy. Thick tears are pouring from my eyes...no, it's not tears, its blood. I am scared.
The remote is lying next to me and I turn on the TV. There is the news. A solemn, sickly black woman on the screen explains what is happening. We've been attacked by chemical warfare without warning. Millions are dying, millions are already dead. I slide myself off the mattress and onto my trembling knees. The green mist has seeped into the vents, clouding inside my room and I can feel the skin sliding off my body, but I feel no pain. I begin to pray, thanking God for my life and asking for forgiveness for wasting it. I end my prayer with more bloody tears. My eyesight is fading and I can barely breathe. My lungs are turning to liquid and my heart is beating wildly, threatening to burst out of my chest...but I am no longer afraid.
The woman on TV has died, her body lay motionless, slumped over the news desk that she once took so much pride in. She had worked very hard to get that job, and now it was done. This was too depressing. I crawled to the TV, blood pooling around my body and I changed the channel with a mangled finger. The Family Guy was on Fox. I slumped against the TV, putting my ear against the speaker. I didn't need to see, I had already went blind. It was the episode where Death visits the Griffins; much like death was visiting me now. How ironic?
My last breath was used for laughter...
User Reviews
Submitted by kimmy02721 (user info) at 2005-02-23 16:57:03 EST (#)
Ranking: 2
this was creepy. totally unexpected twist. loved it.
thank you.
Submitted by standardeviant (user info) at 2005-02-23 07:28:25 EST (#)
Ranking: 2
I understand not really.
Submitted by darko (user info) at 2005-02-23 04:05:22 EST (#)
Ranking: 2
would have appreicated some cleaer paragraphs for reading, but fuck it's 4 am and you managed to entertain me.
Submitted by ThineJericho (user info) at 2005-02-23 03:25:27 EST (#)
Ranking: 1
Liked it.
Submitted by aceyloulou (user info) at 2005-02-23 03:20:33 EST (#)
Ranking: 2
You know I love all your stories...You should write about one of the times u set urself on fire...I LUV U!!!!!!!!!
Submitted by ellsmall (user info) at 2005-02-23 03:16:32 EST (#)
Ranking: 1
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Submitted by bush_for_god (user info) at 2005-02-23 02:59:36 EST (#)
Ranking: 2
awesome, keep writing please