The End of Time

    My eyes fluttered open, I saw a light so bright I didn’t know what to make of it. I kept blinking, only because of light’s intense brightness. Where am I, I thought to myself, am I in heaven: it’s about time.  I know, I know, no one’s life is perfect, but, mine, mine was perfect, well until things took a sharp turn for the worst. I had the perfect clothes, the hottest boy in school, a starting place on the varsity soccer team as a freshman, and even good grades, until the day my life metamorphosed into a nightmare, except when I tried to pitch myself I didn’t wake up.
    After what felt like forever, but probably ended up being approximately 1 minute, my eyes adjusted to the light. But, I wasn’t in heaven, in fact I was in the complete opposite. I was in a place where the sun burned down on your shoulder’s,a place where the grass was up to my thighs, a place where there was no one to be found for thousands of miles, a place where the wild animals would feast on human flesh, a place where I thought the stars always shone brighter than anywhere else in the world. I knew where I was. I was in the huge wild-lands that were once known to the world as Africa.
    I had no where to go and nothing to, no one to care for me or love me, no one to comfort me when I get scared. I was utterly and completely alone. I didn’’t know where I belonged, I remembered nothing except for blacking out in the dark.Did I get lost? Did someone leave me here? Did I run away from home? I had no idea. There was nothing to do but try to at least find shelter, before dark. I walked for about 50 miles before all the moisture in my mouth evaporated into the air. Just as I was about to black-out again, I saw it, a small creek, but that wasn’t even the best part, there was a quaint house just to the right of the creek. I ran there as fast as my exhausted legs could possibly carry me. I was so uncommonly thirsty so I didn’t even bother knocking. I put my hand on the rusty bronze doorknob and just barged in. There was a huge set of books to my left, a dining table to my right, and a kitchen straight ahead. I headed strait for the kitchen, desperate to find some water. I saw faucet and turned the handle on the right:immediately running water spitted out of the faucet. I was so overwhelmed with excitement that I didn’t even bother to look for a cup, I just stuck my head under the sink and gulped as down as much water as my stomach could hold.
          I felt stone cold hands grab my shoulders with a very prevailing force. A bandanna was tied around around my head covering my mouth, but it didn’t matter because there was no one around for thousands of miles, so no one would hear even my loudest screams.
          Suddenly in a low voice the man calmly proclaimed,” Stand still and there will not be a problem.”
I stood there motionless not knowing what to do next. The mysterious man pressed something against the top of my back, directly on my spine. Promptly I knew what it was, the man had pressed a gun on my back. Chills ran through my body, who was this person, does he live in this house?I was going to turn around and see who it was, but he pushed me on the ground and everything went black.
          When I awoke I was sitting on a wooden chair in a dimmed room, I was facing a candle-lit desk but no one else was in the room but me. I tried to get out of the chair, but I couldn’t: I looked down and saw the problem, my hands were tied to the chair.Though the good news was that the gag was taken off of my mouth. I was struggling trying to break myself free, I tossed and turned trying to loosen the knots that tied my wrists to the chair.
“The more you try the tired you will make yourself,” said the man.
           Then I realized where he was, the man was behind me. I stated in a calm voice,” Where am I? Who are you?”
“I just happen to be your worst nightmare,” the man announced in a mysterious tone. His deep voice made me infer that he was at least in his late thirties or possibly early forties.
“Oh really,” I declared.
          He replied,”Don’t test me,I can either ask you some questions and let you go, or I could do this the easy way and just murder you now.”
         My body stiffed when he said the word murder. I didn’t know what he was going to do to me next.  
“Who brought you here,” he stated intensely.
“ I don’t know I said, actually I have no idea, I never planned to come hear,” I replied.
“Tell me the truth,” he said angrily.
“That is the truth!”, I was shouting now.
          He walked directly in front on me,”So I guess its going to be the hard way.”
          I sat there in the chair preparing for the worst.
“Any last words?” He stated mischievously.
          I didn’t dare say anything.
          He stood there,pulled the gun out of his pocket slowly, pointed it at me, and pulled the trigger. The bullet came racing towards my core so fast I almost didn’t see it because it moved at such an extraordinarily fast speed. It hit me. An undeniable pain struck through my body. I couldn’t stop myself, I was screaming to he point of no return.
          I always thought when people said that their life flashed before their eyes while they were dying was just a myth, but I really saw my life flash before my eyes. My first day of kindergarten, my first day of high school, my Junior Prom, my graduation from high school and college, my wedding day, the day my baby was born. I evened remembered my name now, “Madison Dorisen”. How was it that I remembered all of this now? I didn’t understand. All I know is that the gates to heaven opened when I made my arrival. The angels sung and I was reunited with my daughter, husband, parents, and my brothers and sisters. I knew I was gonna be just fine.After all everything happens for a reason.