Isn't it silly how people go through life and all the hardships it brings, and for what just to survive on to the next day it's pointless, regardless of how nice or not nice you are at the end of it only death awaits. Everyone was once scared of it no matter the situation and if they're not scared then what they're suicidal it makes no sense. Whatever it's not my problem.
That's my normal response to those thoughts in my head it's how i diffuse my silly little ramblings that go on up there and it usually works except for one thing i just cant seem to shake of the thought of how boring Earth is I've had this same thought going through my mind for two years now and I know its stupid but ever since I started watching anime and reading manga and manhwas I just think the real world is just, so, boring.
I know this makes me sound like a nerdy creep who you would expect to go around talking about dumb stuff like how magic really exists and stuff like that but in reality I already know full well that all of that doesn't exist and that's probably the main reason why I can't shake that thought.
All the time I wish that something unrealistic or not even that, just something to switch up my normal everyday mundane life would happen, but of course I never express any of this out loud because I'm extremely self conscious but don't get me wrong I'm proud to admit that I have lots of friends I'd go as far to say I'm friends with everyone in school it's just that I don't really have any really close friends like ones you can tell anything about.
That's one of the reasons why I couldn't understand friends being sad when one of their friends died. in movies of course not many people are dying around me but I just found it foolish when others would cry when someone they only recently met would die.
"Hmm what's the time?" I looked to the top left of my phone and saw 05:00.
"I guess food will be re-".
"Jake foods ready" my dad called up to me.
I picked myself up off my bed and walked towards my door. It was only about two meters away. My room was relatively small, about 3 meters wide and 5 longways compared to other rooms I'd seen it wasn't big at all, but I suppose to a rich person my room would seem tiny although I didn't mind, it was cosy to me.
"Ok I'm coming" as I opened up my door my father called again.
"Can you call Liz for me too"
"Sure" I was currently standing at the top of the straight stairs leading down to the bottom floor. To my left was my room and to the right was a landing that stretched all the way to the end of the house where my parents used to sleep together. Between the stairs and my parents room there were two bedrooms making a total of 4 bedrooms in the house.
Our family wasn't rich but we definitely weren't poor either. I'd say we were well off since we are a family of 5 but still everyone managed to have everything they wanted.
My sisters are pretty apparently, according to my friends both my sisters were pretty but to me i couldn't really tell since they were both just sisters to me. Liz is 20 now. Our birthday has just recently passed and since I was born on her birthday she is exactly 5 years older than me but even though she's 20, to me she doesn't seem like it at all. Liz has blonde hair that reaches down to her shoulders and hazel coloured eyes same as mine.
My other sister is 26 and I don't know all that much about her. I wasn't as close to Tess as I was to Liz since she was so much older than me so we never really got that close and now due to my social anxiety I find it troubling and embarrassing to hang out with her.
Anyway I don't see Tess much now because she already has a job and a boyfriend and she lives with him.
My other sister Liz is only here for the summer. She'll be going back to uni soon.
"Oh hey Liz foods-"
"Yeah I heard come on buddy let's go get some food" Liz came out from her room wearing pajamas, same as usual. She just got back from a festival and was tired which was probably the reason she was in a mood.
We headed down the stairs. At the bottom there was the front door, to the right was the dining room where our food was set. We both sat down on the big wooden table that filled the entire room.
"Right then dad what's for food"
"Ah about that today we're not gonna be eating food. Listen you two we need to talk and we don't have time" I began to feel anxious as anyone would in this situation. I was wondering if he found out about anything I did and was just waiting to hear my fathers next words.
But they never came. Suddenly we heard a deafening sound, maybe an explosion? I wasn't sure but shortly after everything was destroyed rubble was everywhere and I was led on the ground everything was destroyed I was dizzy. I looked around before I closed my eyes and caught a glimpse of my father and sisters bodies.
My fathers was crushed by rocks that had come flying off the house due to whatever happened and my sisters was completely severed in half. There was blood all over the place; this was like nothing I had ever seen before.
I could feel it. I knew I was going to die soon and join them. I was kind of scared but not of death. I was scared of what came after if there was nothing after death that is what truly scared me.
My eyes became heavy and I couldn't keep them open anymore they slowly shut encasing my world in darkness and I quickly lost consciousness shortly after.