Welcome to another of my brain spills this beautiful Wednesday. Yes the weather here is looking nice. cold but sun is out. Wrote this just a minute ago. A short fun story. Enjoy.
Toe not missing.
A red glow like a morning sun embraces me turning darker as I remembered it. And there I stayed for I do not know how long. Nothing to see or feel. Nota chair I could wait on. Where was I again. I cannot remember or see. It is just black every where I look.
A light, I can see a light. Finally I can see a light. No bigger than a golf ball in viewing size. But that is the distance I am sure. Running, walking when I feel my lungs giving up. Reaching out my arms I run, but the light is no bigger than a orange now. It is so far, will I be able to reach it. Why was I here again I cannot remember, just run to the light.
Walls start forming of lightning bolts. All around me. Curved over me they strike. A spectacle unseen before. I stop for only a second. Tired from running. A look over my shoulder there is just darkness nothing there. I grab my chest and take a deep breath. Running towards that light. With the bolts flying around me like they are crawling up walls and ceilings.
A jolt rushes through me and stops me in my track reaching the melon size light. My muscles all so tight. A release and feeling energized. As if I flew in a straight line. The light bigger now, big enough to fit a child. Almost there. More blue and white steaks of lighting. But they don’t light my path. Another jolt reaches for me. My muscles harden but my hearts beating like a maniac. The light I can touch it al most there.
But I am caught and pulled back, back into the darkness. Watching the light vanish once again. What happened, I cannot remember. And I sit here in the darkness. And I feel I am missing a toe. That is right I had a toe cut off. I remember now. But what just happened. The darkness is turning a beautiful morning read. like a sun coming up and lighting the sky up.
I can open my eyes the brightness blinding me but I try again. and hear a voice talking.
“Good afternoon I can see you are waking up mister…( sound of paper) , Sorry. it is now, miss Gordon. Surgery was a success. Congratulations”
“WWWWWWHAT!” I think I just died again.
Hope you has a laugh at this. Leave a thought or critique it is all good.