Well, the past six years of my life have offered me nothing. My life has been as tasteless as it could possibly be. I still remember that strange day when I woke up as usual to enjoy my sweet little day only to find the world being unusually silent. Everyone I knew had vanished. In fact every human on this planet was gone. And guess what, no one has returned till yet. I wanted to kill myself but courage never came to my rescue. With a heavy steel vessel filled with water in my hands and thoughts like these in my head, I was standing in front of the place where I slept. I did not feel like calling it home anymore. I looked at the house and those sweet memories with my family came back. I could recall how much my parents loved the house and how much effort did they make to buy and decorate it. But, now everything had more or less become a dead leaf lying on the ground waiting to decay.
I proceeded to the door when to my surprise it was slightly opened. When I went closer I could also hear footsteps. I was so much excited, maybe the first time in years. I put the vessel on the floor and stood silently at the door waiting for someone to come out. But, the sound of footsteps was slowly diminishing. So, I decided to go in and meet the person myself. I went to the living room where I saw a girl standing in front of me with her back turned towards me. She wore a yellow top over a blue coloured jeans . She had long black hair that seemed somewhat relatable. I called her and she turned towards me. I was shocked to see the face that I had hated more than anything.
It was Emily Austin, the most arrogant girl I had ever met. She was not that much beautiful but was pretty smart. Throughout my school life I did fairly well in my studies .Getting grades had always been an obsession for me. I always came second in my class but I could never be happy about it. The sole reason was Emily. She usually got perfect scores. She used to beat me every time and that too with a pretty decent margin. And then she would make sure to humiliate me for something or other. She was also great at dancing and swimming and represented the school in various competitions. On the other hand, I was a kid who just hated going to the stage or try making the efforts to play a sport. Whenever we met, she would insult me. I tried to hit back but was usually an obvious loser. I hated meeting her. But, this time it was so entirely different. I did not feel any hatred or envy. I simply asked, "Hi, how have you been doing and how come are you here?". She replied," Can't you see idiot? I am bleeding. Get me some medicine first." I had not noticed that she had cut her finger. I went upstairs and brought the first aid box. I offered to help her clean the wound but she did not respond. She did it herself and after applying some antiseptic she bandaged it. Then I offered her some fruits that I got from the trees that my neighbour used to grow. She sat down on the chair and started eating them hungrily.
After she had finished, I repeated my question," How come are you here?".She responded," I slipped down the stairs and went unconscious. When I woke up and went around I realized that everybody was gone. I could not find anyone until you. It has been two days since that happened. I have never felt so lonely." I shook my head and said," Well, this loneliness has been stuck to me since six damn years and I have lost all hope to ever see everything back to normal again". She turned pale with fear. She obviously wanted to cry but her ego did not allow her especially in front of me. She said that she wanted to sleep. I told her to rest in my room upstairs.
Things had become very quiet after she left. I sat near the window silently and enjoyed the moonlight. I sort of felt happy talking to someone after such a long time. I remembered those school days when I used to argue so much with Emily just to prove myself right but now I just did not feel quarrelling with her at all. It is not that I started falling for her or something. It is more like that at least there was someone like me as well. I did not know when I fell asleep.
The next day I was in my bed. I quite remembered sleeping near the window and got confused. I ran around the house to find Emily but there was no sign of her. I checked outside but still failed. It took my idiotic self few minutes to realize that it had been nothing but a dream. I was still stuck into this hellish world with no one, not even Emily. My heart broke down and I just couldn't control my tears.
My stupid life started going the same way again. The only thing that used to bring some change were the dreams that I saw when I slept. They took me to a different world and kicked me back when I woke up. I wished I could record my dreams and play them again and again.
One day I was in my room, when I heard someone knock on the door. I could not contain my happiness. I ran towards the door but I skipped a stair and landed hard straight on my head. It just took me just a couple of seconds to lose my consciousness.
My eyes opened. I was lying in a hospital room all surrounded by strange machines. The nurse saw me and immediately called the doctor. He entered and started performing some tests on me. I was too confused to think anything. I was maybe back into the real world; the heaven against that hell. My parents entered the room; their eyes red with tears. I saw them and trust me, I thought I was seeing God. Being without them for so much time had made me realize how much they cared for me and how much did they mean to me. The doctor told me that I had been into a coma for the past six years and they had lost all hope if I would ever wake up. My mother embraced me and we both burst into tears. She said that I was running down the stairs when I slipped and landed on my head which immediately caused me to lose consciousness until now. I was so much happy to be back into my lovely world again. But it wasn't just another sweet dream, right?