Post by rockydublin on Jul 21, 2020 23:20:50 GMT -5
(So this story is based off a dream I had last year where I’m thoroughly convinced I met God, given it was a dream I took some creative liberties so that there was a conclusion and things flowed easier, along with that I used characters from my story in place of me and my friends. Let me know what you guys think. 😊)
I don’t know how long I have lived at the University of Dogjaw with the Old Man, Carson, and David, we simply came because we were invited to speak with the students. However, the students weren’t here. We decided after a few minutes of just staring at each other that we would go to the kitchen and cook something to eat. Once we had gotten down in the dining hall I went into the kitchen to start the preparations. I couldn’t have been gone for more than a few minutes before I walked out and saw Gavenia. I hadn’t seen her since the war, I thought she was a hallucination. I walked over to her, I had to make sure she was there. I’d taken my hand and reached out to her, brushing my hand against her long, curly, chocolate hair. She was here. She was alive. As joy rushed through me the Old Man walked into the room and informed us that the world had ended and that we would be taking in those who survived. Months had gone by, and soon I saw others file into the University. Months turned into years and our group soon turned into a colony. People resumed their lives. I was going to greet some of the newcomers that had just recently joined us. I had been told that the family was of Japanese descent and had wanted to give them a housewarming gift. I had made a small statue that had read “Welcome Home” in Japanese. As I walked into the room I saw that the elder was speaking with his grandson about what he was planning on doing after he’d finish school. The grandson seemed unsure at the time what he wanted to pursue, he’d taken this time to bring attention to myself, reading what the gift had said. He rose to come and accept the gift and as he approach much to my dismay the statute had began to fall forward, I guess I didn’t let it sit as long as I thought I had. I had grabbed the top to stop it from falling off, but I had managed to crush the characters. I had apologized to them and had offered to make them a new one. They had accepted my offer introducing themselves as the Izumi Family.
More years had gone by Carson, David, the Old Man, the others and myself haven’t aged or maybe we have I’m not sure. Today we were on kitchen duty, helping the Old Man serve out food, plates, and the blue papers. Sometimes the papers was a list of good news, other times it was a checklist, on rare occasions I’ve seen drawings on it. The Old Man assigned David to wash the dishes and Carson to help hand out the plates to the others, leaving me with handing out the papers, and the Old Man serving out the food, I walked into the small cubicle the Old Man was standing in before hugging him and replying with, “Okay Grampa.” The Old Man wasn’t my biological grandpa, but it felt right to refer to him as such sometimes. I have always felt at peace whenever I was near him, it was strange in a way because I’ve never felt like this with anyone else, not even David my closest friend. I walked past the Old Man before picking up the blue papers and began handing them out to the people coming to eat. I greet them with a smile and a paper, they took the paper and their plate before the Old Man would give them food. Since the three of us have worked with the Old Man longer than anyone else we’d developed a rhythm that had us working efficiently together and we fortunately could switch jobs if need be. With everyone fed and the dishes cleaned I had decided to visit Benkai and his grandfather, Mr. Izumi Hiroshi. Benkai and I had gotten to be very good friends over the years. While his indecisiveness got on my nerves, I still enjoyed his company for the most part. As I walked in I heard Mr. Izumi arguing with Benkai again about whether or not Benkai was going to go to college or not. I silently listened to what was being said, I shouldn’t have, but they know that I’m prone to doing so and they tend to forget sometimes that I’ve walked in whether it be from an argument or something else. Mr. Izumi kept asking Benkai what he planned on doing and Benkai kept telling him he didn’t know. He went on to say that he wasn’t ready for college and that he’d wait until he was, that pissed me off. When David, Carson, and I became leaders to these people we weren’t ready. No one was ready for the end of the world, I wasn’t about to let Benkai so easily use this as an excuse to not further his education. I looked right at Benkai and had told him that none of us were ready. I wasn’t ready to be a leader, but past me would have been far worse. After telling Benkai what I thought there was silence before I heard a distant voice yell, “Clear!” it felt like a jolt of electricity coursed through my body. My eyes snapped open and all I saw was the tent ceiling of the infirmary, with Akatsuki and Alestair looking down at me with their hands near my hearts.
“She’s back with us! Murphy, can you hear me?”
I don’t know how long I have lived at the University of Dogjaw with the Old Man, Carson, and David, we simply came because we were invited to speak with the students. However, the students weren’t here. We decided after a few minutes of just staring at each other that we would go to the kitchen and cook something to eat. Once we had gotten down in the dining hall I went into the kitchen to start the preparations. I couldn’t have been gone for more than a few minutes before I walked out and saw Gavenia. I hadn’t seen her since the war, I thought she was a hallucination. I walked over to her, I had to make sure she was there. I’d taken my hand and reached out to her, brushing my hand against her long, curly, chocolate hair. She was here. She was alive. As joy rushed through me the Old Man walked into the room and informed us that the world had ended and that we would be taking in those who survived. Months had gone by, and soon I saw others file into the University. Months turned into years and our group soon turned into a colony. People resumed their lives. I was going to greet some of the newcomers that had just recently joined us. I had been told that the family was of Japanese descent and had wanted to give them a housewarming gift. I had made a small statue that had read “Welcome Home” in Japanese. As I walked into the room I saw that the elder was speaking with his grandson about what he was planning on doing after he’d finish school. The grandson seemed unsure at the time what he wanted to pursue, he’d taken this time to bring attention to myself, reading what the gift had said. He rose to come and accept the gift and as he approach much to my dismay the statute had began to fall forward, I guess I didn’t let it sit as long as I thought I had. I had grabbed the top to stop it from falling off, but I had managed to crush the characters. I had apologized to them and had offered to make them a new one. They had accepted my offer introducing themselves as the Izumi Family.
More years had gone by Carson, David, the Old Man, the others and myself haven’t aged or maybe we have I’m not sure. Today we were on kitchen duty, helping the Old Man serve out food, plates, and the blue papers. Sometimes the papers was a list of good news, other times it was a checklist, on rare occasions I’ve seen drawings on it. The Old Man assigned David to wash the dishes and Carson to help hand out the plates to the others, leaving me with handing out the papers, and the Old Man serving out the food, I walked into the small cubicle the Old Man was standing in before hugging him and replying with, “Okay Grampa.” The Old Man wasn’t my biological grandpa, but it felt right to refer to him as such sometimes. I have always felt at peace whenever I was near him, it was strange in a way because I’ve never felt like this with anyone else, not even David my closest friend. I walked past the Old Man before picking up the blue papers and began handing them out to the people coming to eat. I greet them with a smile and a paper, they took the paper and their plate before the Old Man would give them food. Since the three of us have worked with the Old Man longer than anyone else we’d developed a rhythm that had us working efficiently together and we fortunately could switch jobs if need be. With everyone fed and the dishes cleaned I had decided to visit Benkai and his grandfather, Mr. Izumi Hiroshi. Benkai and I had gotten to be very good friends over the years. While his indecisiveness got on my nerves, I still enjoyed his company for the most part. As I walked in I heard Mr. Izumi arguing with Benkai again about whether or not Benkai was going to go to college or not. I silently listened to what was being said, I shouldn’t have, but they know that I’m prone to doing so and they tend to forget sometimes that I’ve walked in whether it be from an argument or something else. Mr. Izumi kept asking Benkai what he planned on doing and Benkai kept telling him he didn’t know. He went on to say that he wasn’t ready for college and that he’d wait until he was, that pissed me off. When David, Carson, and I became leaders to these people we weren’t ready. No one was ready for the end of the world, I wasn’t about to let Benkai so easily use this as an excuse to not further his education. I looked right at Benkai and had told him that none of us were ready. I wasn’t ready to be a leader, but past me would have been far worse. After telling Benkai what I thought there was silence before I heard a distant voice yell, “Clear!” it felt like a jolt of electricity coursed through my body. My eyes snapped open and all I saw was the tent ceiling of the infirmary, with Akatsuki and Alestair looking down at me with their hands near my hearts.
“She’s back with us! Murphy, can you hear me?”