Am I Alive Or Dead Novels & Stories

then suddenly you'll find out you only have few months to exist. The world is too unpredictable. No one knows when is the first hello and the last goodbye-or it may the first hello and the last goodbye at the same time. You might not see that person sooner or later, that might be the last time you'll hug someone, or.. I may not see the sun again tomorrow. No one knows. So, live. I called him by his full name making him faced me right away with a wrinkled forehead. I flash a wide smile on my face, the one I rarely show.

Tears that I didn’t even know I could cry in this weird place. She has been dead for years, but she is standing right in front of me now as if no time has passed at all. “You are not real,” My voice cracks. “You are dead. This is just… I am dead aren’t I? My brain is making this up because—” “Does it matter if I am real or not?” she asks gently. “Whether I am real or not is not the point here. What matters is your survival and also, you are not dead my dear. I am here, and right now, I need you to listen to me.”

Years? But eventually, somehow—I woke up. Not in heaven. Not in hell. Breathless. Disoriented. Alive. I’m alive? How could I be alive?

They’re getting a little loud. Am I dead?

John sighed heavily, he stood up, walking away from the area. “ He said he couldn't feel her pulse.” John uttered as soon as he got to where Kayne is, he was filling a form on the receptionist table. “ He said, her pulse was do faint that he is afraid her soul has left her body.” John closed his eyes, a tear still came out. “ Is she truly dead ?” “ She is not dead John, she will be fine.” “ If she dies, I'm going with her. She is the only reason why I'm still alive, I don't think I have the strength to keep on living when the source of strength has left this world.”

"Where am I? What is this place?" She didn't turn around. Just kept tapping at her screen, her shoulders tense. "You know exactly where you are, Iris. And you know exactly who I am." "I don't," I said, standing up on shaky legs. "I don't know anything. I was just... I was in the camp, and then there was a blade, and then..." I touched my side again, feeling the phantom pain. "Am I dead? Is this... is this the afterlife?"

I almost died with that monster,’ I laughed slowly. “At least you are still alive,” I retorted. ‘I wished you are the one stuck with it in here, if I died, you died,’ Kade said, “I can't sense it, is it dead?,” I asked Kade. ‘it is still alive, but barely’ Kade replied, I am glad it worked, maybe a little more will finish it up I was about to mindlink Ezra. ‘You fool!, you would kill us both with it. You have hardly healed, you seem to have a death wish but I don't have one,’ Kade insulted.

I repeat slowly, starting to feel for him. “I don’t think he knows,” Kristy says quietly. “His energy is pure chaos.” “Well, yeah, he’s been dead,” Naomi retorts. “Dead?” He sucks in air but doesn’t take in any oxygen. I’m not sure if he needs it or not. “I’m…I’m dead?” “Way to go,” Nicole hisses. “You weren’t supposed to tell him that he’s dead. Or was dead? Is he alive? He looks alive. But he doesn’t smell alive.”

*I think your question should be… is she still alive? A headache fell hard on me, tears filling my eyes as I read the words with a shock I’d never felt before. My legs grew wobbly instantly and I had to grab the fridge’s handle to steady myself. “No.” I muttered, my body growing cold at once. No. This couldn’t be. It had to be some kind of joke. It just had to. Before I could type anything, another message came after. *The answer is yes. She is still alive.*

Now she had my attention, I’ll pretend she’s the moon goddess for the time being, but at this stage I was fairly certain that I was being pranked or something. “The after world? Are you telling me that I’m currently dead?!” She shook her head, and let out a single breath of a chuckle. “Does that frighten you?” It didn’t, not in the slightest actually, at the end of the day there really were only two possibilities for what was happening. The first being that I really was dead, and the second being that I really was insane. I much preferred the death option if I’m honest. “I have never been afraid of death.” I admitted to the being in front of me.