The Arrival by Julia S.
Death is all around us. Always and everywhere. In every second, every moment of my life. In everybody’s life. Is there even a way to get through this? Is there a chance? Is there hope?
Today is the 24th March 2151, the day of my sister’s funeral. And I feel nothing. Not even a little bit of mourning or pain. It feels like my heart has stopped beating and I am just a dead body alive and breathing, sitting there as cold as stone and waiting for the ceremony to end. [Read more…]