The End.I open my eyes and it hits me. I feel my chest tighten as a first breath of consciousness swirls through my mind. Today’s the day. The last day of suffering. The last day of pain. The last day I have to put up the walls around myself. Though I fear to close my eyes, I do. I need to steady myself.
“The worst is yet to come.”
I breathe deeply and mentally prepare the barricades, the walls I surround myself with thud into place as I adjust to the day. The strangest part is the fear, there is none. But as I stand and walk to the door, each step drains me.
“Soon it will be over.”
Though I feel empty, it’s strange how I can suddenly feel everything, like my senses have come alive again. The carpet under my feet tickles between my toes; the cold air stings