You're falling.
You're falling.
You're falling.
You're falling.
You're falli-
Blank.
Where is everything?
There's nothing, just you.
You are pure consciousness.
You just.. You just are.
And for a while that's all there is. Just you. Nothing more, nothing less.
It could've been years, it could've been mere seconds.
You're not sure.
All you're sure about is that you can see a bright, painfully bright, light. Oh, it's so, so bright. Too bright...
YOU ARE READING
Sunflower
Short Story*short story* You're not sure where or who you are. You're not even sure when you are. You know how to speak, breathe, eat, laugh - you just can't remember where or how you learned it. A kind woman who claims to be your mother, but she can't be - ca...
