Can anyone hear me?Can Anyone Hear Me?Can anyone hear me?6 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
As a child, the Grown Ups tell us that God is watching us, waiting for us to break the rules waiting for a reason to punish us. So to us Children, God is the Punisher, someone we are bred to fear.
Those same Grown Ups then tell us when we are Older that God is Love, and that when we die, if we have been good, we will go to heaven. They transform God from Punisher to Judge, and Life itself into a trial for goodness. If this is so, how can you know if you have been good? Sometimes, Life is punishment enough, and the idea of ending it so tempting.
I put a cigarette between my lips and raise a numb hand to shield the pail blue and yellow flame. As the end glows against the patterns of my fingerless gloves, I am one step closer to the end of my life. One suck at a time, like the slow pull of the tide that each time takes another grain of sand with it, I am wearing my life away.
I blow smoke through my nose. Let the end come, what do I have to lose?
All night I