The realisation that hell has as ending was a shocking one. An abyss that was thought to be bottomless, was in fact a wormhole to another dimension. Wow... i can't seem to fathom my impending "brought back to life moment", it may be uneventful, mundane even, to an extent of not making an impact. Just a corpse crawling out from 6 feet under, decay transitioning into rejuvenation, life slowly seeping in and becoming almost...human.
Was hell that bad? Yes, it was, or should i say, it is! I am still zombified and brain dead. While walking into the gates of hell today, it hadn't yet dawned on me that this was the last time i was to walk down this route as hell's own resident. And who would've thought that hell's minions had every reason to make me late...for the last day of school. With a storm raging within me, i sat there, on the pavement cussing every one of those minions. And then...it happened, " Omaigosh! It's the last day of school! " A flicker of light in my zombie eyeballs, and then i was back to being lifeless.
As the hours pass, i felt my zombie heart pulse. Every step i took, my zombie brain would tell me, this is the last time you'll walk down this corridor, this is the last time you'll sit there lifeless with your zombie horde. And i realised, i was going to miss hell.
As the tingling of life started to flow back into my veins and arteries, i couldn't help but acknowledge the fact that life was but a stone's throw away, and i am glad.
