Hell.
As the bullet penetrated my skull I felt , not fear nor pain but loss . Suddenly all I knew of my world was ripped away from me , everything I treasured and held dear was robbed… the pillow fights with my brother , stormy nights with the rain hammering against my window and me tucked in my warm bed , the overwhelming rush of joy when I held her hand… gone
For I few seconds I was conscious , but with a three¬- inch bullet in my head I fell but I didn’t feel the expected thud of my body colliding with the floor , I was puzzled for a moment but then I realized that I had fallen through the floor and I was now tumbling through silent darkness so dense that I could almost feel it rub against my skin .
And in those few moments of unbreakable silence , I felt more alone than I ever have before.
I felt my arms and legs flailing uncontrollably as the wind rippled around my body , I was moving . I tried to open my eyes but the wind made them water beyond sight then without any warning , thud!.
I lay there for nine days , unconscious , dreaming about my life , about my hamster , and the milk man , and how we used to love to run down stairs and see if the milk was there in the morning ,and how dad played cricket …..my eyes snapped open . what I saw made my eyes go dry and my brain freeze . The sky was no longer blue but red . From the ground rose flames that licked the sky with there flailing tips… I closed my eyes , I wanted to go back , back to my dreams.
