Am I Alive Or Dead Novels & Stories

‘’who would have thought that you would replace me and take my place’’ I lowered my head in shame because she was right about that. I had taken her place but that was not the issue. The funny thing was how she was alive when she should be dead. ‘’how are you alive?’’ I asked as I pointed towards her. ‘’you should be….’’ ‘’Dead?’’ she laughed and shook her head. ‘’well, it seems that my death is not written yet,’’ she said and heaved a deep sigh. ‘’As you can see, I am well and alive,’’ she grinned at me and rubbed the back of her head.

And the moment he held my hand and I felt his warm skin on me, that's when reality hit me. H-he's alive. "Y-you're dead.. h-how—" I cried to him, but he cut me off. "Shh." I was even surprised when he took my right hand and applied it to his face. "Warm or cold?" He asked with a smile on his face. "W-warm," I replied, voice cracking. "Then, I'm still alive." He said, causing me to break down even more. "B-but.. how? W-why-.. what—" I couldn't continue what I was going to say because of the tears in my eyes.

of my heartbeat. I wasn't dead! I was alive, and I had returned to two years ago!

“I don’t go by that name anymore, but it wouldn’t be easy for you to understand. As for how I’m alive, well, I assure you I’m barely existing. Life as I knew it ended a long time ago.” I run my hand down my face. My father was so convinced this woman was dead, so how can she be alive? How’re we having this conversation? “What about your mate, Aria’s father?” I question. “Is he alive, too?” “No.” The finality in her tone is unmistakable. I make a mental note not to ask about that anymore. “What about Aria? Is she here?”

But that seems unimportant as questions start to flood my mind. Am I dead? No, I’d like to think the afterlife wouldn’t be this painful. Yet how could I still be alive? That huge, monstrous beast… I was sure it was ready to eat me. Unless maybe it was never even real, just a product of an exhausted, adrenaline-filled mind.

“But I think she’d feel better if she just got it into her stomach directly. Poppy is studying my face, like a mother hen watching over her eggs to see if they are really hatching or if it is a false alarm. Like she’s not sure if I am really alive or not. But I am. I just need some time to remember how to be alive. “Did you die?” Poppy finally asks me. She pulls a chair from the window closer to my bedside, and I know she has to be exhausted. She’s been under a lot of stress. I want to thank her properly for helping to find me, but I can’t talk that much right now. Besides, I am still pondering her question. Did I die? “I don’t know,” I tell her. “Maybe a little.” “You can’t die a little,” P

After all, he was already dead. “Well, getting a paycheck sounds realistic to me. And besides, if any of this is real, which I'm willing to believe it is, I haven't played video games for nothing, have I? I never imagined having no motivation would work out this way, I think being dead is more fun than being alive.” “I am glad you find being dead enjoyable, but I need to inform you that you need to throw away anything you believe to be true and be prepared to witness the truth of the universe. Mr. Akira, please be ready. The system is computing…

Alice Anderson I've been hearing two familiar voices, dad and Ken yelling and screaming at each other in anger. I could hear the agony also in Ken's voice but why can't I open my eyes? Why can't I just find my voice? Why am I feeling sharp pain down at my side stomach? Why can't I move? Am I dead? What happened to me? Can someone just talk to me or make me understand what's going on? I don't know if I'm still dead or alive. Does the dead hear words? Because I can clearly hear everything dad and Ken are both talking about.

“I’m not about to tell you. All you need to know is that they are most definitely alive. Well somewhat alive.” “Somewhat? What do you mean by that? Either they are or are not alive. Do you not agree that if they were alive, they’d be all the way alive, and if they were somewhat alive they wouldn’t, couldn’t, maybe, might or might not somewhat be alive in a cellar in your basement?” I just tossed that last part out there hoping to throw him off a bit to give me at least a clue as to where they are.

“I don’t know what your reaction will be, but one thing is for sure.” “You’ll be torn and confused,” he added. I didn’t answer immediately, but he was right. I’m fucking confused right now because… I saw him die in front of me. “I’m not dead, isn’t it?” I asked as my mind was trying to be rational in this situation. Because if he’s really alive… I don’t know how it could be possible. “You’re alive and kicking, Princess,” River answered without hesitation. “And that’s the same for me.”