You're Not Dying You're Waking Up Novels & Stories

"He's my son, and he's not dead! He's just sulking, that's all!" He broke free of the grip and went back to gathering my body from the ground, pulling it into his arms. "Ronnie, get up right now! Didn't you want me to come? Well, I'm here now, so why are you still putting on this act?" However, I remained completely motionless. Ms. Ritter stood at the edge of the crowd, her face deathly pale and her lips trembling. "This is impossible. How could Ronnie really be dead? I didn't do anything. This has nothing to do with me."

The world broke. Not violent. Gentle. Like glass in sunlight. The beach disappeared. The sea disappeared. The phone started to melt in my hands. And Noah's young voice whispered one last time: “Now wake up.” I opened my eyes. No hospital. No house. My bedroom. Morning sun. Warm blanket. Birds outside. Next to me, Noah slept. Really. Living. Older. No blood. No wounds. Just Noah. My breath went hectic. I sat up right away.

My voice was a ghostly shadow of itself, but the promise behind it was absolute. "You think... you’ve won. You’re going to... you're going to regret this." “Help..” I wheezed despite gathering strength in every fiber of my body. I tried, I tried to fight, to stay alive, my body responded to the toxins pulling it down. I slumped onto the cold stone, the sky above Boston turning black as the world finally went silent.

Maybe, it’s selfish of me to think like this, but I have really tried and if I get to know that I failed on the first attempt, I might never get the will-power to ever try again. “ Oh My God! You are still alive. ” She gets up from her sitting position and stands in front of me. Her eyes are wide open. I know she didn’t intend for it to come out this way but she is simply shocked. I am shocked too. How am I even alive? I felt like I was truly dying this time, but then I woke up and found out that I haven’t died and I am not hurt as badly as I thought I was. This happens to me every time.

"WHO I AM DOESN'T MATTER TO YOU SPECIAL BEING. GO BACK TO WHERE YOU CAME FROM. YOUR JOURNEY ISN'T OVER YET BUT ONLY BEGAN." "But I am dead now" I whispered in tears, my soul trembling. "Time is already against me, and who really are you?" "GO!" He howled and the light vanished. Immediately a force took me and placed me on my body and I woke up. "Chris?" Isabella gasped, her eyes wide in shock. "Holla, Isabella" I retorted with a smile. "But you died." "I am alive now. You didn't think I'll leave just like that, did you?"

I’ve come to wake you up. Her voice echoed through the air. Zane was still floating at the entrance to the abyss. ‘I’m dead?’ I asked, the realization dawning on me. ‘Yes, Eden. So you need to wake up. You need to wake up before you pass into the afterlife.’ I looked at Zane again. ‘He can’t see me,’ I told Zara. ‘No, he can’t.’ ‘Is he really here? Or is he just a figment of my mind, like the others?’

(Zavier The God of the futures pov) "Zavier wake up." Someone whispered. I felt like death and it was getting worse the more I sat in darkness. "Zavier wake the Fuck up now." Someone who sounded like Tod snapped before I felt pain. Was I dead and everyone was surrounding my body? "Did you seriously just hit him. You idiot." Someone that sounded like Chasity yelled. She sounded closed. "Well he won't wake up and it's been hours." Tod said also closer. Please don't let me be dead. They won't have the healer heal me forever. Eventually I'll be discarded.

When life has given you the best opportunity; grab it before it will fade away..... ----------------+-+-+----------------------------------------- Am I dead? But how can I if I am still breathing? Ughhh and my head is spinning like I have dozens of weights on me. What the hell is going on? I mean I want to wake up again but I couldn't my willpower is about to give up and I am feeling like I don't have any clothes on. Well not that I'm naked but just in my undergarments.

A calm voice speaks to me. “Who’s there?” “Already forgotten me, silly boy?” Selene? Fucking Selene! “Why come now? Why the fuck are you even here? Look… Look what has happened.” “Watch your tone with me, Ryder. You need to remember who you are speaking with. Well… at least until you wake up.” Wake up? “What are you talking about? I’m dead! I can’t wake up!”

Somewhere in Europe, April 5th, 1:24 am He woke up blinking. He felt dust in his mouth and involuntarily coughed. The dead did not cough. Slightly disoriented, he sat up and held his throbbing arm. The dead felt nothing either. He looked around in a daze, wasn't he dead? Hard to believe after his stupid trick.