#WritcoStoryChallenge
The sun was setting in the horizon. I watched it and wondered should I walk towards it or wait back. There I heard a mysterious sound and couldn't control myself. Slowly and silently a fluid was stirred into my soul. My sight fell, my breath stopped for a second, my lacrimal glands left their job. My whole life was a joke at that time. My blood started to turn into paneer that nobody would ever eat.
I was in the parallel world. My soul left me and I was standing in the pier of a ending roof.The sun was setting in the horizon. Suddenly someone touched my scapula I turned back and she pushed me and my skelton broke. Crushed pieces of calcium and phosphorous found my living future self she slaped me and I forgot every single thing. I flew with the polluted air and never saw the sun set.
© ersheen