Painless

A Short Story

Run! I told myself. But I knew it was already too late. Somehow I knew this would be my end. For too long I had strained my body under the pressure of one thousand souls. My body had given up on me, once and for all.

And still I ran on, trying to escape the feeling of death. I knew I would never be able to escape. I knew no matter how fast I ran he would catch me. And when he did I knew my feet would fail to take another step and my body would collapse under me.

For the first time in my life I was afraid of death. As I felt his soft, cold touch I knew I had lost. I knew this was the end. I stopped running and let the chilling touch consume me. I threw my head back, closed my eyes and spread my arms wide, like a child trying to catch the raindrops. I felt my veins overcome with the icy spirit I had tried so hard to run from.

I waited for the pain I was far too familiar with. Yet, I felt like my own pains had been lifted instead. I felt my body beginning to collapse and I knew it wouldn’t be long now. As I felt myself falling I kept my eyes tightly shut. Not wanting the ground to be the last thing I saw before I died. Instead I thought of my mother. My sweet bella. I wanted to tell her I was sorry. The pain I had managed to shield her from for so long would now be too much for her to handle. I had failed my mother. I had failed myself. I had failed everyone.

“Let me take away your pain. It’s okay now. You’ve done all you can do. Rest my sweet angel.”

As the angelic voice filled my mind, overpowering any thoughts that were in my head, I opened my eyes to a blinding light. And then, sudden darkness.