Unconscious Water.Unconscious2 hours ago in Flash Fiction & Vignettes More Like This
That’s the first thing I remember.
Water around me, covering the lower half of my tired, aching, and freezing cold body. I hate the feeling of wet clothes against my skin; I’ve always hated it. But I can’t do anything now. I can’t pull myself from the water that laps around me. I can’t slip back in and drown. I can only lie here, too weak to even shiver as I feel the cold – feel the water.
Eventually, the feeling stopped, and my consciousness was gone.
I don’t know how much time passed before I felt the water again. My misery had not lessened, but this time my body did not feel so drained of its power. I could feel the faintest touch of sunlight on my cheek, but it was a light that was filtered through something, likely trees. My fingers curled slightly, and I felt the gritty dirt beneath my nails. My breath was shallow, but at least I was breathing.
Everybody wants to rule the worldI recommend going reaaal slow while reading this, and also listening to this:Everybody wants to rule the world21 hours ago in Flash Fiction & Vignettes More Like This
As you go.
Scrambling, vaulting over rubble and broken furniture. Seeking home.
Welcome to your life
Nearby, you see others. All running home. Faces wearing masks of fear and dread. Like you.
There's no turning back
Door's in sight. You sprint inside. Family are all huddled in the corner. Scared.
Outside, voices. Crying. Wails of despair and helplessness.
Even while we sleep
A voice, piercing through the solemn night. Shouting a warning. Blitzkrieg.
We will find you
Acting on your best behavior
Turn to family. Put on a brave face. Reassure them.
Turn your back on Mother Nature
Baby is crying.
Tell her it's going to be okay.
Everybody wants to rule the world.
It's my own desire
It's my own remorse
Help me to decide
Sister is wearing an expression akin to stone. It shows a refusal, refusal to do not