A Dark Thought…
A Short Story by Jeandre Gerber — me — as part of my “5-Minute Stories” Series I thought up this morning. This is the first of the series. None of the stories will exceed 750 words. If you liked this — be sure to ‘follow me’ as I’ll be posting these frequently.
Mmm…what is this? Where is this? When is this? It’s so dark and cold….where’s everybody? What’s happening right now? The last thing I remember was…I can’t…I don’t even know my name? Who am I? What am I? WHAT THE FUCK IS GOING ON RIGHT NOW!
Okay — hold up, wait a minute. Breathe. Can I breathe? Forget about it. Try to relax. Take a moment and let’s just be here right now. It’s not that bad. It’s not that good either. It’s just…I don’t even know. I got to find some way to get out of here.
This can’t be it. Hello!
HELLO!!
Is there anybody!
Fuck!
I’m alone.
This sucks
What if I focus all of my energy, all of my power, everything I have on the thought of “moving forward”? Here we go!
Did it do anything? Wait…What’s that? Is that…a light? It’s just a small dot, but maybe…if I try again, with all of my power and might and focus…HERE…WE…GOOO!
YES! It’s bigger and definitely a light or something bright! Finally — shit is about to get real motherfucka! Hah — who am I even talking to! You crazy bastard!
WOW! Hold up!
Is that…thing…pulling me?
No no no! What the fuck is THIS strange new hell? I don’t like what’s happening right now!
STOP! STOP IT!
Fuck! It’s only getting bigger…and warmer…and tighter….what…the…fuck is…this!
It’s no…use.
I…can’t…
…escape.
I guess, this is it…whatever…this…
WAAAOOOOOOOOAAAAOOOWWWW!!!!
THIS IS AMAAAZING!
SO WARM!
SO DENSE!
I FEEL LIKE I’M BEING HUGGED BY EVERYTHING!
I THINK…
I’ll just sit here for a moment. Ah yes…let’s just hang here as we relax. You feel that…it’s getting cooler now. It’s getting lighter…the darkness, is going away.
What is that? Wait…I’m not alone?
HEY! YOU! CAN YOU HEAR ME!
Mmm…guess not. Let me get closer.
HEY! YOU! CAN YOU HEAR ME?
Mmm…
Wait…there’s another one! HEY!
Yes! This is great…it’s getting lighter and as this darkness lifts I get to see!
And I’m seeing more and more every passing…second? Yes…so many new faces!
HELLO!
Mmm…strange?
Why aren’t they talking back?
Why so quiet? Aren’t they glad they aren’t alone either?
Oh…wait …what?
…it’s not “Them”….it’s…Me?
Was it me all along? What’s going on here?
I feel everything getting lighter, cooler, and more ordered.
But as I stabilize, I see more of these bodies floating away from me
My bodies
And as they do, a piece of me goes with them
As they depart, I begin to feel the space between “us” grow deeper
In between myself
Holes
Pockets
Emptiness
The hollow space of my beloved body
And all I can do is hope that one day it can find me again
The darkness is gone, and so is my confusion
I now know my “why”
I’ll continue dreaming of my broken self
My remnants spread across the infinite
And though these strange bodies could never speak
I only hope that one day
They could become as aware as I
And realize that they are not alone
That everything around them is me
That they are me
That we exist because I was alone, and afraid
But they don’t have to be
Because I found a way to escape the darkness
And now
I have all of you
