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Dead and Divine [Sequel in the making...]

So as you all may or may not have seen, I have published and posted my first ever fiction short story.

The title is "Dead and Divine" and revolves around an 18 year old boy who commits suicide and enters the afterlife.

I don't want to give TOO MUCH away as I want you to actually READ it yourselves. (Don't forget to leave feedback through the poll on my blog or via commenting).

But it involves a conversation and a decision involving the unborn on earth.

That is ALL I am saying.

Anyways, this story started off as a Writer's Craft assignment for school. However, due to the increasing interest in certain plot holes that I have left on purpose, I Have decided to start working on a sequel.

Details to come ... for now enjoy the first of many Short Stories soon to come!

- Francis Frustration

Dead and Divine [Part 4]

Then, something happened. A part of my life I had surprisingly forgot. The suicide had indirectly been a way of breaking up with my girlfriend (at least in my eyes). I could never hurt anyone the way I had always been. I wanted her to do better than me, as I knew she could. She was beautiful and perfect and I was always a mess of chaos and destruction. Yet, when I saw my twin with her, I could fell my tears cut across my face yet again.

“Do you see how happy you two were? She accepted you when the world didn’t. But the world corrupted your self image to the point of no return. It was a shame to watch you do that to yourself.”

… Why didn’t you stop me?

“I knew I couldn’t change your mind”

… I can’t let him make my mistake

“What?”

I have to go down

“Now?”

No.

I would wait, for that fateful decision. I would save a life. As the years went on, I saw the happiness and I realized that perhaps I had made a huge mistake. She became his family. The family I wish I had. With that realization, I made an oath to myself to ensure my twin lived in a better world than mine.

The day finally came. June 16, 5:00PM. Exactly two hours before the fact.

I want to go down

“So you’ve changed your mind, as I knew you would”

He has too much to live for

“And you didn’t? I told you his life would be exactly as yours”

Well, I made the mistake … he shouldn’t suffer for it.

His parents asked him if he wanted to come with him to the mall later. I knew that if he didn’t, he would die. I would be his conscience for that night. As I went into his head, I remembered all of the thoughts that went through my own head when I died. I realized that my moment had come as a test, I failed and if I didn’t act now, someone else would die. I talked to my twin in an attempt to stop his suicide attempt. As we talked, I realized how young and foolish we both were. Thinking we knew everything, when really we knew nothing of the world we lived in. I went back to the afterlife at 6:30PM. That was all the time needed.

“So? Did you do what you came down to do?”

It’s your turn to watch

“… and what will you show me”?

What I’ve learned.

With that, both I and society’s “GOD” watched as he accepted his parents offer to go out to the mall, thus saving his life. However, neither his parents nor anyone would know of his attempt at taking his own life. He would keep it as his dirty little secret for the rest of his 82 years that he lived. I watched him leave his legacy through his son, and with that I begun my new life; the beginning of eternity in the afterlife. I can now rest in peace.

Dead and Divine [Part 3]

Do I get any other options? You’ve only given me one and the implications with that one decision are huge.

“You have one other option”

Well?!?! Out with it!

“You can stay in the afterlife and live to see the end of forever.”

That sounds too good to be true.

“You were always pessimistic”

I like to call it being realistic.

“Well, in a way there is a catch; but it doesn’t affect you.”

What do you mean? Does it involve my friends? My family?

“It’s no one you know. As a matter of fact, they haven’t been born yet.”

I don’t understand. How will this impact someone that hasn’t been born yet? What are you going to do?

“We will go back in time to the moment of your death, and as you die; a new child will be born in your place and they will experience everything you have.”

What does that mean?

“They will live through your life, same destiny, with different names.”

What’s the point?

“I want you to see your life from another side. To show you that you’re death could have been avoided. You’ve always lived looking on the negative side of things. That needs to change.”

Okay… I’ll go with this ‘reenactment’ idea, but I highly doubt this will do anything seeing as I already know what will happen to him.

“Or maybe it’ll be the fact that you already know everything, that will make you want to change everything.”

I doubt it.

“Hear me out. I’ll give you one day out of their entire life to go down on earth to do anything you want.”

Why would I ever want to go back down if I chose to stay up here?

Memories or not, I would never want to go back down to Earth. I’d just experience the same hell with a different name. I mean, that is part of the reason I went with suicide in the first place. There was nothing for me, and the world didn’t need nor want me anymore. Staring at the deep cuts on my wrists, I had almost forgotten the slice against my throat; ironically the blood that seemingly poured out was the sign that my fate was sealed. I closed my eyes and for the first time in seemingly forever, I thought back to my own death.

June 16, 2010. The clock read 7:00PM. I wanted to make sure I was officially 18 when I left. I remembered that I entered the world around 6:30PM 18 years ago, but I wanted to be sure. My family had gone out for the night. They’ve always left me alone, and this time I would show them what I am capable of doing when left alone. They would come back with blood on their hands, and a blank white paper. I would show them the meaning of ‘no news is good news’. As I felt the life from my body drained, as the steel cleansed my veins of blood, I wondered if my brother wouldn’t have died if they had ignored him the way they ignore me. I guess he was the lucky one, and as the blades continued to slice through my seemingly butter- like veins I bite my lip to avoid alerting the neighbors and slowly lost all thought …

“… and so we will see what your life looks like from another point of view.”

I highly doubt anything will change.

“We’ll see”

Whatever …

I blinked twice before realizing I had been crying. I guess that’s what happens when the world desensitizes you. You don’t even realize your own tears. When I saw my “twin” on earth, I realized that this deal would be followed down to the letter. As he grew up, I could see every aspect of myself in his childhood. The sleepless nights my parents left me and every backstabbing rumor my so called friends told. I wasn’t convinced that I would ever intervene.

Dead and Divine [Part 2]

Where Am I?

“Where you belong.”

Who are you?

“The reason you are here.”

So, this is the afterlife…

“What were you expecting?”

Something… else.

“Are you disappointed?”

I don’t know

“Why not?”

I wasn’t expecting anything

“So you were expecting “Limbo?”

Maybe

“But then that’s still something!”

I guess so … Well don’t you feel proud for dissecting my thoughts?

“I don’t have to try, it’s who I am.”

And who is that exactly?

“You already know”

Do I?

“You just refuse to believe”

I didn’t know what I was doing in an “afterlife”. I was a teenager who had committed bloody suicide (Not to be mistaken with “a bloody suicide” as the British would say). I was carless and gave away my life. It I wasn’t so empathetic, I’d be grateful that I am not burning in a “hell”. But I’m not sure if I even believe in that myself.

“I didn’t throw my life away,” I told myself. I took a long deep breathe. “My life was over at 18 years. It just ended sooner than other kids.” I wasn’t sure if I could believe the last part.

So what do you plan on doing with me?

“I’m going to leave that up to you”

What do you mean?

“I’m going to let you choose”

Well, what are my options?!

“You are reborn back on earth.”

What’s the catch? It can’t be that simple.

“You are smarter than you act. The catch is you will have no recollection of your previous lifetime. You will not remember a single part of the past 18 years. You will be a brand new person.”

So, you’re going to give me a second chance at life? What makes you think I won’t just make the same mistakes?

“You won’t remember them”

Would I be willing to give all that up? All that I’ve ever come to know? Then again, I didn’t know much to begin with. I was only 18 years old. If I were to be reborn, that would mean a chance at a better life, with new people. However, I risk forgetting the good people in my 18 years and replacing them with (possibly) worse people. What makes it even worse is that I won’t be able to remember those few good people that meant the world to me and the memories we’ve shared.

The choice was harder than it seemed.

Dead and Divine [Part 1]

His veins would no longer match the blue walls that surrounded him. Death was the end of us all, and he was going to get there before the rest of his generation. His blue would blush red and the silver in his hand would be dipped in red paint. There was no glory in a hanging for Francis. He had a desire for his own blood; to fully experience his end. He felt that he had nothing else to live for, and he was ready to die. It wasn’t the number of years lived that mattered to him, it was how he lived the years he had. Mr. and Mrs. Torres would spend their wedding anniversary at their son’s funeral. Francis would leave them no suicide note. No last words; they would be left with no explanation, a reward for 18 years of ignorance.

You’re not interested in that story though. No one wants to read about a funeral. You’ve all been to one, or at least know what to expect. You want something more interesting. The story that unfolds before you won’t be about the life that was lived, but the afterlife. But I guess if you don’t believe in that, you’ll have to betray your beliefs, for a moment. This story will show you what happens when a man meets the maker of his fate and the rewards and consequences of lost hope. You will be a witness to a conversation between the natural and the supernatural. When you finish reading this experience, you are going to question the freedom of your actions. You are going to question your reality on the basis on the fictional one in your hands. Everything you think you know will be twisted by one decision to deny life on earth.

[My Bucket List]

Things I want to do before I die:

• Road trip with my best friends
• Carnival Freedom Reunion Cruise with everyone from Club 02
• Get Married
• Vacation with significant other to somewhere beautiful
• Lose my virginity (Big surprise there)
• Get signed onto a record label with a band (Whether it be with friends or solo)
• Go on tour
• Tour North America AND Europe
• Tour with Angels & Airwaves
• Tour with Blink 182
• MEET and hang out with Tom Delonge
• Produce a song with him
• Produce an album
• Have a song make the top then charts
• Film and star in a music video
• Star in a romantic, Comedy, Action movies
• Watch people cover my songs on youtube
• Be remembered even after I die.

- Francis Frustration

A passage taken from my upcoming Fiction Short Story

[...] You're not interested in that story though. No one wants to read about a funeral. You've all been to one or at least know what to expect. You want something more interesting. The story that unfolds before you won't be about the life that was lived, but the afterlife. But I guess if you don't believe in an afterlife, you'll have to betray your beliefs for a moment. This story will show you what happens when one man meets the maker of his fate, and the rewards and consequences of lost hope. You will be a witness to a conversation between the natural and supernatural. When you finish reading this experience, you are going to question the freedom of your actions. You are going to question your reality on the basis of the fake one in your hands. Everything you think you know will be twisted by the one fictional decision to deny life on earth.

Stay in tune for the rest!

- Francis Frustration

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