#TheWritingProject
#Flash fiction
Staring at her reflection, Shreya wondered. "Is this the life I deserve? Unbearable abuse and ignorance from him is killing me everyday. I bet, death at once is more tempting than a living corpse."

Concealing her scars under heavy foundation, she gets started on her daily routine. Switching her facial expressions instantly she smiled at every person who gave her a look. Office loads and household chores never let her any more time to think of her personal freedom.

"Wow, what a beautiful place." She muttered. "I was dreaming for sure. I never had felt this peaceful. This place looks like heaven. Am I dead? Wow, dying is so beautiful."
She wandered here and there for a long time, and found no one. After a while, she started being furious.
"If it's heaven, Where are all the dead people? I must be dreaming."
She spent such a long time enjoying and feeling good.
"I don't remember for how long I am in this place. How many years. I must be in a coma. Not waking up for years. But who wants to go back to your horrible life if you are in such a beautiful place for a lifetime?"
Spending many years of meditation and analysing she suddenly...