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Life Is Boring - Bill Bernico

Life Is Boring

Bill Bernico
Downwind Publications , English

My head hurt and my mind whirled. Red, yellow, orange and blue streaks flashed across my eyes. I felt sick to my stomach and tried desperately to open my eyes. They felt as if they were made of lead but I finally managed to open them. What was wrong, I thought? Was I blind? My world around me was black and silent. I was flat on my back. I tried lifting my arms but they hit something a foot above me. I tried extending them out to my sides. Again they hit something solid eight or nine inches to either side of me.
What the hell was this? It felt like I was in a coffin, not that I had ever been in one before. I kicked my feet up and hit the same solid mass my hands had encountered. I felt the area above my head again. The texture felt like construction grade plywood. My heart began to race and my imagination ran wild.