Novel & Cerita Am I Alive Or Dead

Laura - Alive The world is teeming with life and sensations I couldn’t see before. The air itself sizzles with electricity, and my skin tingles under the sun’s warmth. My heart is beating so fast that I can hear its thumping in my ears. Oh, how good it is to be alive. But then again, what is death? It’s a void, a nothingness, the absence of everything. So even though death is the ultimate lack of all existence, isn’t it also a state where we are given a chance to start anew?

I couldn’t see what was happening behind me, but I saw Sierra charge and then I heard a gun go off. Did I die? "Hello, is anybody here?" I asked, my voice echoing across the empty darkness surrounding me. Did I die?! This can’t be heaven right, I can’t see a thing. "AM I DEAD?!" I shouted, hoping anyone else was there. Okay, breath Kate. Breath. Can I even breath? If I am dead, do I need to breath? “Sorry! I am here. Sorry, Kate. I can explain.” A female voice said.

I felt a hand grab me from behind, I blinked couple times but the image was obscure, so as my senses, I wasn’t sure if I’m dying, but I don’t really mind. My head hasn’t revived yet from the hammering headache, my Limbs are weak from the joint and my eyes still hurts as I try opening them. And I wondered, can a dead person feel pain, a pain meant for the flesh and not the soul. If I’m dead, why can I still feel all this ache? It can only mean one thing. I’m actually still alive, I just had a temporary death and I swear that’s all I ever wanted. Being alive is a chore

I quizzed at him as I walked out of the circle. His brows furrowed, “What are you saying? Your Majesty.” He was as confused as me, if not more even. “Death doesn’t have her soul, according to Death she’s still very much alive and not dead.“ “So does that mean her soul is lost or what?” He pressed further with a squinted gaze. “No it means that she’s alive, just not breathing. Is there any spell or ritual you could perform to jolt her back to life?” I asked, it’s been established now that she’s not dead and might be in coma.

He was definitely an angel, but I needed to confirm of i was awake. "Am I dead, or am I dreaming, I just wanna know because everything looked so surreal" I said, scared that maybe I do be dead, I saw a little smile on his face, even though he tried not showing it, it showed on his face, "You had been unconscious for the past 4 days, so is Normal for your brain to be still blurry, to answer your question, you are not dead, neither are you in your dream, you are awake, you are in real life"

Dead or alive. Whatever it took.

I want to shout his name yet, no one comes into my mouth even though I try hard. My tears fall and I feel the hot body of the person beside me. So it means, I'm alive? really really alive, This is not happening, right? What happened? I'm supposed to be dead, but, why am I alive? it's not that I'm complaining or something, but I just wondering, What is happening, I want to ask someone yet, I guess I would like to take a rest first. _______ Zack"

he exclaimed and left. I didn’t have any choice, but stay alive. Yes, I had to be alive for that man’s packaging. Is he an angel, who showed me, that I had to live or maybe it’s a coincidence. But there’s no coincidence in the world where fate has already been written for each person. I didn’t want to go back to the hospital. I didn’t want to see these faces full of sorrow and misery. And there’s probably still no news about Lincoln. He is still in coma.

nothing. I died.

And instead of feeling overwhelmed, I feel— Alive. Terrified and uncertain and possibly dying. But alive.