Today, March 21st, the world stopped.
The buzz that had existed around me all my life became silent. There were no more cars bumping down the roads. There were no more chattering of people walking down the streets. The clock had halted on 9:31 AM and it hadn’t moved since.
Everything was stuck in the present moment…
Here I sat, on the grass alone. I don’t know what day it’s supposed to be anymore, all I know is what was and what is now, and what is now is but a moment. A moment frozen in time.
My eyes were once blue, but now they’re a faded grey.... My hair once was a vibrant blonde but now all that’s left is ashy remains of what was before. It reminds me of memories before the world stopped, before the hum that strung us and the earth together had paused.
I stood up. My limbs were creaky and they quivered in sharp pain with every movement, but I barely felt it anymore. It was only a numb stab now, poking at me like an annoying younger sibling.
I look up at the black sky. The sun should have been risen and the sky should have been blue, but all I could see was a void of emptiness tearing through the world like a rift separating me from reality.
Nothing quite made sense anymore. My memories were jumbled and I could barely remember my name… Danica. No, no, Daisy. It started with a D, I’m sure of it; I thought I was sure of it. Didn’t I know my name just yesterday? Yesterday didn’t happen, neither did tomorrow, for when the world stopped, there was only today. Today is all I know. Today. That’s funny, it feels like just yesterday the world was alive and well.
I was defeated. It felt like I was at war with the world and I had lost but I wasn't allowed to submit. Instead, I was forced to relive this burden for infinity.
I’ve tried to kill myself so many times but it never works. A sense of sadness burns in my chest as my eyes begin to bleed tears. I tried I tried I tried
It’s never enough.
I have no choice at life. I have no choice at anything, because today, on March 21st,
The world stopped.