Life Without Him Book 1: The Accident

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Enjoy this piece I wrote for my english class:
Life Without Him
Book 1: The Accident
Chapter One: Contradicting Myself
Does love actually equal death wish or does it actually help me in life? I cannot decide what I want. It really confuses me… Sometimes I wish he loved me back as I do him… I wish my parents would understand how I feel for him… Yet they will never understand how I feel for him…. I… I… really… love… him. I cannot think straight without him near… Every single second, minute, hour, day, week, month, year, or any amount of time that we are not talking is like a living hell hole for me… Like hell has been let loose on my soul. Without him, my heart just starts sinking like a ship trying to sail with a hole in the bottom of it. I wish with all my heart and soul that people would just understand our love. Without you, life is not worth living. So if you go down, I will go down right there next to you to convince you that everything would have been alright if you would have stayed alive. I am truly, madly, deeply in love with you. Whatever you do, please don’t leave me. I cannot imagine what life would be like if we never met… My life would have been complete years ago if I never knew you. You are my life. I want to spend the rest of my life with you. Okay… If this is how it is… Then… I must come after you. I am coming for you.
Chapter Two: Coming After Him
It has been a month since his accident… I don’t know if I can go on much longer, he was all I had in life. Would it be right to go after him and try to convince him to use his power to bring us both back? I actually think I might use the knife to go after him… I let one of my loved ones go and my life was dependent on him staying alive and well…. Is it going to be the right choice? Would anyone actually care if I did it? So many times I try to talk myself out of it, but that is just wasting time that no one has to waste. I am going to do it. It will be the right choice. I will get him back… In the afterlife.
Chapter Three: After it Happened…
I cannot believe I actually had the guts to do it. I took that knife from the kitchen and stabbed it right into my heart. It only hurt for second, but then I felt like I was about to return to him. It was the greatest feeling I have ever felt. It was a feeling of happiness, rejoice, and relief. I just have to find out how to activate his power in the afterlife, and then we can live together once again in our home in our joyful town of Cannon Beach.
Chapter Four: Finding His Power
I have been in the afterlife for a week now. We are still working on activating his power, but I believe that if we make him eat the feet of a Kiwi Bird then he will gain his powers back. This is just a theory though. I lost my powers since I used them to heal him when he was wounded and I couldn’t control them anymore. I must find this Kiwi Bird and cut one of the feet off of it to feed it to my wonderful husband. It seems that I am just a love-struck idiot who killed herself in order to make herself happy and maybe I am just a little self-centered, but I committed that act of love. I could never live that long without him again. Wait… Is that what I think it is!? Yes it is! It is a Kiwi Bird! All I have to do is take this knife and cut its foot off. Yes! I finally have it! The ingredient that should heal my husband’s powers! The powers should let us live another life! It is a miracle! I cannot believe this is happening! I must get this to the brewer and ask her to make the foot of this creature look and taste good to my loving honey.
Chapter Five: The Good, the Bad, and the Brewer
It was like the journey everyone hated to talk about, the journey to the brewer’s house in the sky. Everyone told me to be careful and to not depend on anyone on the way to her house. Even when I think that I am in need of help, I have been told not to depend on any creature that seems to be nice since most of the creatures that I will endure are going to be what they described as evil. What I realized is that when someone says evil I have to ask their definition of evil since evil is a very interesting word to be described as. What I interpreted from their descriptions of evil is that the creatures will deceive you in ways that you wouldn’t believe. Throughout the journey, I have heard that people have never come back and others have come back wishing that they were never alive, even though they were already dead while going on the journey. Then there is the “good” length of the journey where everything seems to be too good to be true. I have heard if I ate anything that I would turn from a human to stone. I have heard that most people die or fail here. I wonder if I should go. Is it safe enough for me to go? I wonder why I am contradicting myself so much… I love him… But is this love strong enough to risk this much to stay with this one person… Everything must go according to plan… or I might not be able to be with him for the rest of my life… Everything is worth it for him.
Chapter Six: The Journey
I am on my way though these dark and droopy woods… I am scared and I want to go home… Should I turn back and not get this mission accomplished? No! I must get this mission accomplished. I must pull through and do it! No matter how scared or dark these forest trees make this forest, I must go and get this accomplished. Everything must be perfect for my husband.
I got through the dark and scary woods, but now I must get by the everlasting tree and the deceiving animals. How bad could that be? Well, everything is going to be alright, but I just have to think about how much I love my husband and then everything will turn out fine.
I am starting to think this journey was a bad idea. Everything looks so real and so tempting. I am hungry and I am ready to eat something. I met a friendly horse who offered to make me a meal and I had to refuse because I was told not to trust anyone or anything… I see a tree of apples ahead, but I was told to eat nothing during this part of the journey. I was starting to see things and I started getting dizzy and wishing that I was dead… I saw my husband ahead and I ran towards him and tried to hug him, but it ended up being a tree. I kept on having these weird images of people who I know care about me, just abandoning me and leaving me to starve. I knew these images were not true since the only way that I couldn’t be in love with my dearest husband anymore was if I had fallen for someone or something else… I could have sworn that I didn’t, but in these parts who knows what will happen…
Is that light I see? Yes it is! Joyous day! I see the light that leads to the brewer’s house. Everything is going to turn out perfectly.
Chapter Seven: The Brewer’s House
I am going to head towards the light so I can go into the Brewer’s House and see what I can convince the Brewer to do for my loving husband. I have gotten to the last stage in the journey; there is no turning back now. I must try my hardest to convince the brewer to bless this foot of that Kiwi Bird and make it more delightful and appealing to my dearest husband so we can get back to our lives in the human realm and be human again.
Chapter Eight: Inside the Brewer’s House
The door was burned and everything seemed to be out of order, yet the brewer could find everything she needed to help me out. She was questioning me on why I needed such a strange ingredient and I told her that we, my husband and I, needed a way for his powers to work in the afterlife so we could be together in the human realm instead of the afterlife. Then I went on to tell her about how I killed myself to come convince him that we needed to be together. She seemed to be surprised about how much we loved each other. She mentioned that she felt our strong love even though he wasn’t here with us. Then the brewer agreed to brew the ingredient for me. She seemed like she enjoyed brewing the ingredient so much that she wanted to make the journey easier so more people could get through to her.
When she was done brewing, she mentioned that she had no charge since our love was so strong. I thought to myself that it wasn’t possible that this young woman had no charge for her wonderful services. I thought that I should do something for her in return. I decided that I would make the journey easier for people even though she didn’t ask for me to do that, I knew that once my husband had the ingredient he could fix the journey.
Chapter Nine: Ingredient
Once I reached home I decided that I needed to give my husband that ingredient right away. I rushed to make a dinner having a theme of animals. I prepared a nice, formal dinner for us with a white table cloth and a rose in the center of the table with a rose in the center of the table with a red bow around the vase that was holding the rose. I told him that he had to eat everything I gave him in order to fore fill my happiness. He loved it when I was happy, so he ate everything with no questions asked. Out of no where he started glowing and his power had returned to him. I smiled as he screamed with joy and started to wonder what he could do to repay me. I told him about the journey and how he could try to make it easier for everyone to make that journey. He agreed to make it easier for everyone. He already knew what I wanted out of it.
Chapter Ten: Magic
He finally had his powers back which made us both happy. The first thing he did was make the journey easier for everyone to enjoy and make it through. The way he made it easier was making it a scenic route with views of the human realm, which made everyone in the afterlife happy by the time they got to the Brewer’s House they were relaxed and wishing they were alive again. The second thing he did with his magic was made us both human again, which made us both extremely happy. Happiness was one thing, but how we felt about each other was a whole different thing. We were happy together, but everyone thought we were too perfect for each other and that we needed a break from each other. Of coarse we knew what it felt like to suffer without the other by our side since technically we were both dead at one point in time, but that didn’t matter, we just needed each other and that would be all that we needed. We felt like if we ever lost each other again then we would have to repeat the afterlife parts of our lives which we didn’t want to do. Once in a while I think about what would of happened if I didn’t kill myself and go after him, but I know now, since we have a child, that we both love each other dearly, and that we will live until our duties as parents are fore filled to the fullest measure.
To Be Continued In...
Life Without Him
Book 2: Isabella