As I promised, here is my entry for Velvet Verbosity’s 100 Word Challenge for Place.
I worked hard on it, I got the idea nearly as soon as I read it. My inspiration came from a poem I wrote in one of my first Creative Writing classes, which came from an experience I had once when I had a tooth pulled and got put under Nitric Oxide (I didn’t want to have to go through the heck of getting a tooth pulled and feeling the dull pull despite the Novocaine…if I thought my first wisdom tooth was bad, I just had to wait until I got one in front of my bottom right wisdom tooth pulled after I had P. I felt the *snap* of the nerve, the Novocaine had started to take so long to take effect by that time. I didn’t get numb for the root canal that was first attempted on that tooth until I was walking out the door…it took a WHILE.
Without further ado…
I always thought I was going someplace.
Now it looks like there is no place that we go.
I feel only warmth.
This isn’t so bad, at least it’s SOME place.
I don’t feel what I thought I’d feel.
What if this is where we’re not supposed to go?
What will my family think when they find out I’m not there, waiting?
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It’s definitely warm here.
It’s not your time.
I’ll be whole if I’m with that voice. Who’s there?
No! I don’t want to go! I just got here. I want to come with you, not go back!
Very interesting. It does make one wonder — what are we supposed to feel — I like pieces that make me wonder and think a little.
Oops, I thought I had already commented here, but I guess not! 😛
Interesting piece. Is it meant to be a near death piece? I got confused by the intro about going under at the dentist. I’ve always been interested in the commonality of near-death stories. Makes you wonder.