The End

BANG..... 

As the bullet passed through my chest via aorta and other blood vessels, my body went into shock and as the life in me start to fade away, my body began to convulse and thus a thought appeared in my mind. "Huh, so it's true that life flash back at the end of your life..."

I am Osmond Oslon, a 25 years old bachelor who is also a famous author who has written six hit novels. I like my other peers are children of after war, so for most of our life we lived in peace. As years went by and I started to develop proper consciousness I thought that my life is very mundane. That was the night of my 14th birthday I had an idea, and that idea changed my life.

After that night two years had gone in a blink of an eye, I started writing my own novel and after two years I finished my first novel. These fantasies, drama, comedy, tragedy, love etc in the novel gave my life the spice I needed. It was a thrill to divulge in the thoughts you have created and read thoughts of other people. My first novel gave me the satisfaction that my wildest dreams cannot imagine. It was a sensation of pure bliss and when I was brimming with pride, happiness, and sense of achievement, it was then I met...

It was then I met with Camelia Burton, she is two years older than me and she was also an author who became my teacher, a friend and a rival in this world. She was one of the first person to read my story and after understanding the potential I have, she helped me to publish my story which blew out in an instant and thus marked my debut as one of the successful young author in the world. I joined Camelia as a peer and we both wrote a beautiful story. As the time went by, slowly but surely I developed a liking to her, and as the peaceful days went by I thought I should take actions now and should tell my feelings to her.... But my fate didn't want that to happen.

It was a snowy evening when I heard of the news that Camelia have a brain tumor and she doesn't have more than six months to live. It was like a void opened up in my heart and I almost went insane after that. I was twenty three at that time and I was about to complete my preperation of proposing Camelia, the news came out like a land mine i didn't even see. And after that day came an era of depression and loneliness for me.

As I walked out in black suit out of ceremony hall, my mind was about to break down and I felt like I couldn't even breathe. After that snowy evening it has been four months, and today marked the end of the journey of Camelia Burton.

Camelia was a very cheerful person, she was kind and a goofball but she also had a mischief in her personality she often played pranks on her friends and do wild things that came to her. Once she was convinced of the idea that for the story development she had to go live in wild and experience it herself to have a better perception but I and her friends know that, the idea came to her after watching a show called "Man in the Wild". It took a team to convince her not to go but even after that we went to hiking and made sure she come back safe. She was like a childhood friend to whom you have grown closer and seeing that friend leave you forever was not something that I can wrap my head around. I felt lonely. I felt betrayed. I felt sad. I felt everything was crumbling These were the only thoughts I had after that incident and I couldn't remember what else happened after but I think after two months, my depression changed and became rage, rage for the world and for the god, and that rage channeled into a story I wrote afterwards.

It was after five months when I finished "Repercussions" the story I wrote in rage after Camelia's death, where every thing is tragic and sad and in the end no one is happy. It gained so much popularity that it went off charts, everyone was praising and telling that it is very sensual and you literally feel their pain and so on, but as the author I was not at all happy, because first of all it was published against my wish and, it reminded me of the things I don't want to remember. And this was also the day when I got pulled in, in a random shootout.

These were the flashback I had when my body started to convulse, blood formed a puddle and my body went cold, at the end I felt peaceful, so peaceful that it was scary. And as my soul was about to leave my body in a very weak voice a word came out of my mouth.."Hugo Regillensis......."