Other Fan Fiction ❯ The Broken Bride ❯ Chapter One ( Chapter 1 )
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By: ShadowOfDaysGoneBy 
Erika Joshson soon to be bride dies. The gods think otherwise.
Miscellaneous: Other Fan Fiction | Genre(s): Suspense | Type: Other | Uploaded On: 01.21.2010 | Pages: 1 | Words: 691 | Visits: 453 | Status: Work In Progress
Erika Joshson soon to be bride dies. The gods think otherwise.
Miscellaneous: Other Fan Fiction | Genre(s): Suspense | Type: Other | Uploaded On: 01.21.2010 | Pages: 1 | Words: 691 | Visits: 453 | Status: Work In Progress
A Broken Bride
My name is Erika, Erika Johnson. I am running, my lungs are sore; I keep running. Time freezes as I continue to run. For a while I hear nothing but the sound of my uneven breathes as I continue to run as fast as my long model-like legs will allow. Time resumes itself as I run across a busy street my hearing returns as I hear a car horn I turn my head. My eyes go wide.
And then nothing. My sight, my hearing, my sense of smell. Nothing it’s all gone as my last breathe leaves my body.
I ran to save my life but instead I lose my life to a car. I had never expected to die at the young age of twenty-seven but it happened. I sit, fidgeting as the gods make there decision of how I shall live the rest of my afterlife. I cannot say I lived an overly holly life or an unholy one either. So I continue to fidget unsure of what their decision will be.
They turn back to me their decision made after what feels like an eternity. “You” they pause for what I am sure is for dramatics then continue. “Are not ready for this life... The world still needs you. Return to it!” They vanish as I stop my fidgeting as my mind fills with questions. What do they mean return? I died. I ponder as the room around me blurs I was dead for nine days. I cannot return to that body I once had.
I still ponder what do they mean. As my eyes close I feel my body become stable I have returned it seems I awake now I am in the woods near the park where I was killed. If only I wouldn’t have listened to that evil man.
If I hadn’t I wouldn’t have been a broken bride. For you see the night I died I was to be married to who I thought at the time was the love of my life. However, with death comes wisdom I suppose for not even two days after my death my fiancée found a new bride. How happy I was to be dead when I found this out. The gods were kind enough to numb this heart wrenching pain for me.
I open my eyes now and look at my body I am not the same as I was before I am... different yet the same. I am tanner than I had been, before I was deathly pale my friends always joked around asking if I was a vampire. I smile now at the memory; but only slightly. I stand now and inspect my new body I am slightly shorter than I had been. In my last body I had been five foot eight, now I am five foot six. my hair is different also it is now black were as before it had been a bright blonde color. I am sure my eyes are different as well. As I start my decent from the wood I used to travel when I last lived.
Who am I now? I question to the gods as I enter the streets it is late now. Just as it had been during my death. I am new now. Who am I? I ponder to myself now. This time I receive an answer.
You are who you wish to be the gods whisper to my ears alone I am sure seeing as I am the only one wondering these streets.
Who do I wish to be? I question only to myself this time. Lea? No... Anette? No... I know! Catrina Linetta. I am Catrina Linetta now. I will make a difference in this world even if I die again doing so.
I look up into the moon as one more question goes through my head as the gods show me where I shall take shelter in now. But how?
My name is Erika, Erika Johnson. I am running, my lungs are sore; I keep running. Time freezes as I continue to run. For a while I hear nothing but the sound of my uneven breathes as I continue to run as fast as my long model-like legs will allow. Time resumes itself as I run across a busy street my hearing returns as I hear a car horn I turn my head. My eyes go wide.
And then nothing. My sight, my hearing, my sense of smell. Nothing it’s all gone as my last breathe leaves my body.
I ran to save my life but instead I lose my life to a car. I had never expected to die at the young age of twenty-seven but it happened. I sit, fidgeting as the gods make there decision of how I shall live the rest of my afterlife. I cannot say I lived an overly holly life or an unholy one either. So I continue to fidget unsure of what their decision will be.
They turn back to me their decision made after what feels like an eternity. “You” they pause for what I am sure is for dramatics then continue. “Are not ready for this life... The world still needs you. Return to it!” They vanish as I stop my fidgeting as my mind fills with questions. What do they mean return? I died. I ponder as the room around me blurs I was dead for nine days. I cannot return to that body I once had.
I still ponder what do they mean. As my eyes close I feel my body become stable I have returned it seems I awake now I am in the woods near the park where I was killed. If only I wouldn’t have listened to that evil man.
If I hadn’t I wouldn’t have been a broken bride. For you see the night I died I was to be married to who I thought at the time was the love of my life. However, with death comes wisdom I suppose for not even two days after my death my fiancée found a new bride. How happy I was to be dead when I found this out. The gods were kind enough to numb this heart wrenching pain for me.
I open my eyes now and look at my body I am not the same as I was before I am... different yet the same. I am tanner than I had been, before I was deathly pale my friends always joked around asking if I was a vampire. I smile now at the memory; but only slightly. I stand now and inspect my new body I am slightly shorter than I had been. In my last body I had been five foot eight, now I am five foot six. my hair is different also it is now black were as before it had been a bright blonde color. I am sure my eyes are different as well. As I start my decent from the wood I used to travel when I last lived.
Who am I now? I question to the gods as I enter the streets it is late now. Just as it had been during my death. I am new now. Who am I? I ponder to myself now. This time I receive an answer.
You are who you wish to be the gods whisper to my ears alone I am sure seeing as I am the only one wondering these streets.
Who do I wish to be? I question only to myself this time. Lea? No... Anette? No... I know! Catrina Linetta. I am Catrina Linetta now. I will make a difference in this world even if I die again doing so.
I look up into the moon as one more question goes through my head as the gods show me where I shall take shelter in now. But how?