Day 286 – Days – Short Story

“I remember what it felt like, when they came and took them, I still,” his lip quivers as he looks to the ground, his eyes widen, and she places a hand on his.

“It’s okay to fell the pain, no one will judge you, you have to let go,” she says.

“I-I-I, I wish I could, I really do,” he says, looking up at her as a tear runs down his face. “I still smell the blood, the saltiness of it still,” he puckers his lips, as he moves his tongue around in his mouth. “I still taste it, as if it’s still somehow stuck within the confines of my mouth somewhere.”

“It’s just your mind, playing tricks on your senses, you’ve lived with this for too long, held onto the pain, the horror of that night, and, well, and you’ve let it define who you are, you’ve let it run your life, control everything you do, when, you should’ve let go of it a long time ago.”

“H-H-Have you lost anyone?” He asks, his eyes searches hers.

“No, not like you have, I’ve had family members die, naturally but not, not in the way you lost yours.”

“There’s nothing natural about death woman, it’s the most unnatural thing we as humans face, we live with the constant fear of death, letting it control every thing we are, I do not let that be my case, instead I choose differently, I choose to embrace life, without the fear, without the necessity for it, and in that hope, I defeat it.”

She smiles nervously, “You create fear by doing what you do, don’t you see that? Don’t you see by doing what you do, you bring people that which you, yourself say, you strive to rid, this obsession, this embracing you do, is nt…”

“How dare you,” he says, as he leaps to his feet and grabs her by the hair, pulling her head up, from the metal dish it sits in, tubes and wires dangle from her head and throat, leading down to various other devices and containers, interlinking to other severed limbs. “I am a god, I defeat death, I give life, and you!” He hisses, as he grabs hold of the tubes and wires. “You are but a toy for my amusement!” He yells as he rips them from the head, and tosses it to the ground, her eyes, move slowly towards him, and she smiles once more.

“Thank youuuuuuuuu…” she says softy, as she falls silent.



  1. DanicaPiche says:

    Hi Matthew! I’ve nominated you for the Blogger Recognition Award, here is the link:
    I hope you’ll enjoy it! If you’re unable to participate please accept this gesture of my appreciation. πŸ™‚

    Liked by 1 person

  2. oglach says:

    Great twist at the end.

    Liked by 1 person

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