Apoplexy A dark, eerie breeze surrounded my presence as I claimed sharp intakes of breath; my running pattern slowed as I dived in to the harsh reality which would soon be the future. "I'm lost,"I whispered, dazed by the suddenness of my realization. "We're all lost, as if we're trapped in a labyrinth wishing for freedom but only proceeding with regrets. It's as if happiness is now simply just a distant memory; that humane presence is soon to be demolished, but freedom is a wish, and only a wish in which acting upon would only bring more fear and suffering." Except nobody could hear me, as that is all I am, a distant memory from your future. I wake up with a sudden jolt,my pale arms still wrapped around my sketch book tightly; I had another nightmare about the boy, the boy who is so lost in his own labyrinth that escaping is impossible, but what is he escaping from? I slowly remove my blonde curls from my eyes and tuck them behind my ears- it's slightly cold so I sink back into my covers, relived by its comforting warmth, but still dazed by my obscene nightmare.
Apoplexy Her arms were extended and welcoming, portraying comfort and warmth but I knew better than that to trust her, I knew I wasn't bathing in inanity and I most defiantly knew that this woman-guidance councillor or not- would never succeed in saving me from my thoughts. I scowl at her, as I know that her perspective of me is not the slightest bit sane, she stares at me as if I'm some alien creature- "These thoughts are due to your insanity."She voices as if reading my mind, and I rise from my chair which then screeches unpleasantly against the pale white tiles on the ground, causing me to flinch. "I'm going back to class."My pale arm reaches towards my backpack as I proceed to run out of the office. "Verona, you must understand that-" Her voice fades out as I run further up the school hallway, I have to get out of here I think- as I run out of the nightmare most call school. "Get out of the road!"I hear a unfamiliar husky voice and then the sound of nearing breaks, I cannot move, I cannot breathe; and then it hits me.
Apoplexy Literally. I wake up to a place filled with such peculiarity I'm not sure if I'm even awake. "Poor, poor girl." A voice echoes through my mind and I scan my surroundings, there's nobody here- not one person. Although that voice; it sounded so close. I squeeze my eyes shut tight, hoping that when they open I'm back home, but I'm not...I'm in a run down hospital room, I glance down at myself and realize that I'm a patient, a white hospital gown sticks to my lifeless skin as I rise from the bed. "Hello?"I almost shout, attempting to mask the fear in my voice. "Is anyone here?" My head suddenly feels vivid and I tug at the semi demolished green curtains to regain my balance. My eye catches flashes of sunlight which shine though the old curtains brightening up the dull, hospital room, the floor is cold on my feet and it deems to me as if this room hasn't been entered in weeks leaving me to shiver uncontrollably. "How long has she been out?"Another voice invades my mind as I spin around in an attempt to identify the speaker. "The impact caused swelling in the brain tissue, there's not telling how long the propofol will last, she's unresponsive to all external stimuli which unables her senses while she remains in her coma, it's a miracle that she's still with us-" The voice seems to cut itself off, as if its said too much. "I'll give you a minute." The voice is professional, yet sympathetic as it fades out from my thoughts and I'm left alone with my thoughts yet again. Constructive criticism would be appreciated.
Apoplexy 4 I decide to explore the hospital, I loosen my iron grip on the curtains and make my way towards the metal door; my wrist hovered over the handle and I took a deep breath before entering the hallway. The hallway was just as dull as the hospital room, although it didn't belong to a hospital, it belonged to a school...my school. It was the same as I remembered it, but in a sense it was much, much different. I quickly ran towards the end of the hallway, trying to escape the place that I once found such horror and hopelessness. As I was running time seemed to alternate and soon enough I heard the bell. Familiar faces flooded the hallway as I stood there in complete shock, my hospital gown hanging limply off my curve less body. "Hello?"I managed to croak towards a few oncoming students, but they couldn't hear me. "Hello!?"I repeated again, now agitated; and that was when I realized- people couldn't see me, and not only that, but they were walking through me. That was when I saw him, Chad Walkers surrounded by a sea of students, I walked straight through them until I was standing right opposite him, he was kneeling around the bonnet of his new BMW tears in his gorgeous green eyes as he held my soon to be lifeless blonde curls in his hands, his dark hair was a glossy mess as he shouted for someone to call an ambulance; his tanned skin glimmered in the sunlight as he pressed his lips firmly to mine in a desperate attempt to resuscitate me and that was when I realized, I was dead.
Apoplexy This isn't how I imagined it to be in the slightest. But to be honest, I'm not sure what I imagined, or why- but for some reason, whatever it was I was still here, on earth. To be honest when I imagined someone watching over me, this isn't what I expected but nothing is ever how I expect it to be. "Verona!"I hear a terrible screech as I turn back around to face my lifeless body, by my side was my closest friend, Kimberly. "What the hell did you do!?"She screams at Chad,tears streaming down her freckly face, Kimberly had always been pretty, with her long blonde hair and moderately tanned skin, but I'd never really paid too much attention to it. I mean, I noticed that every guy she conversed with would look at her admiringly and completely disregard me but apart from that I never really took much notice, but now when Chad Walkers was staring at her with deep admiration and sincerity I had no other choice but to notice. I've liked Chad since I could remember, and yet here I am- smirking at the irony of it all regardless to all the signs of me being dead and my hoped-would-be significant other running me down in his new BMW and then shortly after checking out my once closest friend. "Stop looking at her!"I scream, anger building up inside me, he can't like her; he just can't. I watch devastated as my body gets rushed to hospital by paramedics leaving Kimberly crying into Chads arms. I scowl at her, infuriated that she could do that to me and I take a few steps closer until I am within a meter from them. "I'm sorry Kimberly, I really am-" He places his firm hands on the small of her back as she weeps into his chest. "I may be dead but I'm sure as hell mad." I say to myself quietly and that was the instant that I was no longer a spirit of a ghost, I was Kimberly.
This is great. Super intense. I would suggest double-spacing your paragraphs and maybe updating less frequently. Many people (including me) give up on reading stories simply because there's so much to read.
Apoplexy "Kimberly?"I hear Chad's concerned voice and I glance up at him, tears threatening to appear within my eyes, I gulp them back and pull away from Chad's reach. "I can handle myself."I snap at him, stumbling over my own (or should I say Kimberly's) feet. I don't know why I was so frustrated at him, I mean- it's not as if we were dating or anything, and I wouldn't be too proud to admit that we merely conversed but I liked him a lot. And I was mad; real mad. "Kim?"Chad's voice softened as tears of frustration ran across my cheeks, I ignored him which is something that when I was alive I'd never even contemplate doing; but I wasn't I was dead and- 'What is going on!?' A familiar voice echoed through my head and I recognised it immediately. "Kim?"I whispered, confused. 'What on EARTH are you doing?' Her voice echoed through my head with such power I steady myself with a firm grip on the school gates- talk about a head spin.
Apoplexy; Verona's Afterlife Looking back on the time that I was alive, I realise that it was all a lie, a mess that I was simply unable to be myself. I was always too boring, or too deep and I was scared- scared of what others would think if I was just simply myself that's a newfound regret of mine. Being the sidekick when I should have been the heroine but I was a coward thought everything and I still am, even though I'm hiding behind a identity which I have no right over, a stolen identity of my closest friend who in reality; didn't know me at all- nobody did...and now, given the situation- nobody ever will.
Apoplexy I seriously don't know how I expected Kimberly to react to my newly acquired possessing technique; but I have to admit- I was pleasantly surprised with how smoothly she handled it. I'm slowly learning how to control my powers of possessiveness. I can choose who I'd like to control when I'd like to control them, although it's still slightly off- but I could have so much fun with this I mean I can literally be whoever I'd like to be. For all I knew I could go and posses Tom Cruise and be straight up awesome; but I think I'll leave that for later. My main motive at the moment is Chad, and that may sound selfish as I should be checking up on how my family is coping; but to be completely truthful, I don't think I could handle that yet. So yeah, I guess I'll start with Chad, that is if I acquire granted permission from Kimberly to take use of her body, in a weird spirity way that is. I'll leave you with this, goodnight.
Apoplexy Chad wasn't at school the next day, and I didn't really have much going for me due to the fact that I was physically impaired.So I let Kimberly attend her classes; which I'm sure she was overly happy about, and I went about my day hovering through different classes picturing how fun it would be to possess certain students. Although of course I shouldn't be messing with people like that-yet anyway. But the thought of Chad's absence plagued me throughout the whole day, and my longing to see him grew. Day's past, his absence was starting to become known, voiced concerns surrounded the halls along with the rumours of my apparent suicide. Student's were rumouring that I ran in front of Chad's car in order to assure the ending of my life but that wasn't true, I wanted to scream at them. They didn't know me, they have no right. Of course they didn't hear me, but they heard each other loud and clear and when the word gets out it spreads like a hellfire. And I couldn't handle it, not if I was alive.