I Wish I Could Tell Them...
An alumnus of both Ficlets.com and Ficly.com. Who, for some weird reason, is starting his time here with an abundance of cannibalism-themes stories. O.o
I wish I could tell them how beautiful the funeral was. The things everyone said were so touching. Even Aunt Agnes, though I know she was full of shit, talked sweetly about her "beloved nephew" (that she hadn't spoken to since I was 5).
I wish I could tell them all how much I love them. You bring that with you, you know. All the bitterness and resentment you may feel during life disappears like fog in a slight breeze. Yes, even Aunt Agnes. It's quite liberating, really.
And I wish I could tell them that I changed my mind. I don't want to be cremated! Please, God, tell them to stop!
It hurts so much! I can feel the flames breaking down my body, tearing at me like some bloodthirsty beast. Shredding my physical form and reducing me to ash. I had third degree burns on my arm, once. That's a pleasant memory compared to this.
And I know that, even after it's done, the pain will continue.
I wish I could tell them that this pain will never...
Ever...
End.
Prequels
No prequels yet. Why not write one?
Sequels
No sequels yet. Why not write one?
Comments (4 so far!)
Average reader rating 4.00/5
HS Wift
Oh wow. That's quite a poweful agony to envisage. Naturally we have no way of knowing what truly happens to our consciousness post mortem, but whatever it is, I truly hope it isn't that.
Great piece, well written.
- #1386 Posted 8 years ago
-
1
- Published 8 years ago.
- Story viewed 18 times and rated 1 times.
All stories on Ficlatté are licensed under a Creative Commons Attribution-Share Alike 3.0 License. What does this mean?
ElshaHawk LoA
That would suck.