Another Flash Fiction Story published by Gobblers/Masticadores!
What happens when death becomes a part of life? Again and again.
An unbelievable and chilling tale.
Please read ahead and click the blue link to enjoy the entire story. Cheers!
I was four when I died for the first time. The village pond had beckoned me into its brown waters, promising me a gallant win in a game of hide-and-seek. I held my breath, only a fool wouldn’t have, before slipping into a murky slumber. They found me floating like a paper boat, ignorant […]
Terveen Gill is a versatile author and writer who has had the pleasure of growing up on two different continents. Having spent her childhood years in the United States, she returned to India, and has since been living in Chandigarh, a beautiful city in North India. Choosing engineering as her path, she obtained a bachelor's degree in Computer Science. However, paths are discovered only to be changed. Life's unpredictable tale made her realize her passion for writing, and thus began a journey that is transforming into a wonderful literary experience. The author of graphic novels and short stories, versatility is her secret weapon. From a storyteller to a film-maker, script-writing, film direction and film editing are pursuits that challenge and enhance her creativity. Her motto is, ‘If it can be imagined, it is already half-done’.
terrific terrifying piece: reminds me of the scene from Tim Winton’s ‘Cloudstreet; where Fish almost drowns: ‘They pulled Fish up, but not all of Fish returned’ —
An interesting premise wrapped in a hard truth. Even when life persists and overcomes death, death plays the long game and will eventually emerge victorious, despite the number of failed attempts.
Thank you, Rhyan. Though life and death are two opposite ends of the same spectrum, the balance always wishes to sway towards the light – life. Death is always identified as darkness, possibly because of the unknown that lies beyond it. 🙂
terrific terrifying piece: reminds me of the scene from Tim Winton’s ‘Cloudstreet; where Fish almost drowns: ‘They pulled Fish up, but not all of Fish returned’ —
Oh wow! That’s the exact sentiment I wished to portray. Coming back but not as a whole – something missing every time. Spooky! 🙂
very spooky; it’s the same that happens sometimes , I guess, when people come out of long, induced comas —
Ah, congrats on the pub, Terveen! 😊
Thank you so much, Jeff. 🙂
You’re most welcome, Terveen. 😊
“Death is stronger than words” – nice write.
An interesting premise wrapped in a hard truth. Even when life persists and overcomes death, death plays the long game and will eventually emerge victorious, despite the number of failed attempts.
Well done, Terveen.
Thank you, Rhyan. Though life and death are two opposite ends of the same spectrum, the balance always wishes to sway towards the light – life. Death is always identified as darkness, possibly because of the unknown that lies beyond it. 🙂
Wow, what a story. Dead three times. Wish she has more lives (9 lives for example) to spare.
Oh my! That’s a terrifying thought. Looks like she’ll end up anything but human.
Thank you so much! 🙂
oooh! 😱
Haunting memories, especially when as early as four, Terveen.
I’ve read and heard stories like these, Shobana. Makes one wonder what actually lies beyond.
Thanks for your sharing. 🙂
You are welcome, Terveen.