My head was bleeding and all of a sudden I wasn't in the forest anymore. As I faded in and out of conscienceness, I could make out a room. The greenhouse? But the greenhouse was at home, we were still lost! Then I saw...Courtney?
"Courtney! Courtney!" I screamed, "Where am I? Where's Francis? You're dead!"
"No!", she was yelling, "No! What do you mean I'm dead? Kurt, I'm right here!"
"But the plane cra-"
Then all was silent.
I was in white space, no one around. All was dead and so was I. Francis and I were never in the jungle. There never was a plane. It was simply me, by myself, thinking my weird, twisted thoughts. I had wandered around this greenhouse all day, killing off everything and everyone. Everyone except Francis. I couldn't touch her...so I shot myself.
True love had escaped from the pit of my burning, nauseas stomach.
THE END.
Hope you enjoyed. I know it was kind of depressing but whatever. You'll live.
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