I remember vividly each and every moment of that night like the twenty-six alphabets swimming in the unconscious mind of a child, this night was unlike any other night.

This night began as did each night before it, the sun went to sleep at dusk and the darkness came crawling out of it home, the wind was a little strong that night cause it made the leaves to dance to wherever it blows.

The stars were much smaller but they were shining bright till the moonlight crawled out from behind the dark clouds and every shadows hid behind its caster be it animate or inanimate. Slowly the night grew old and the eye of the midnight moon began to open wide like the clear sky.

Within the multitude of my thoughts on that solemn night, an unusual silence slipped into the core of my heart that connects my soul to my body. This unfamiliar silence came with an evil aura causing my bones to shiver and poisoning my vein with fear.

I could feel my skin creeping beneath my bones, as I tried to muster a bit of strength to overcome this sinister aura over me. I discovered that nothing was left in me, my hopelessness was worst than that of a toddler attempting to fly.

The air was getting cold and yet I was sweating profusely, Out of the darkness beneath my curtain appeared a formless being in blackness. Death stood before me and looked me straight in the eye like a predator before devouring its prey.....

This was the night i died and this story is the beginning after the end that begins at the end.

To be Continued....

Daniel Israel
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