My Afterlife

There was a time in my life when Kelvin was my only problem. His pranks were the only thing messing with my entire existence. Now, I had hundreds of missing people to worry about. 

Plus, my own brain kept bringing up the most horrific images. I didn't even know what was true or untrue anymore.

Was I even still alive?

I didn't know if I was among the living or the dead.

Was this the afterlife?

As I remained spluttered on the roadside after that creature disappeared, I realized that this was my penance. My very own hell. 

I was here for all the cruel things I said to my brother. For things, I thought about my mother. For the ingratitude, I showed to my dad, who did nothing but love me unconditionally.

I was horrible!

That was why I was here.

"Oh! If only I can get a second chance..." I sobbed on the empty road.