LEFT BEHIND
- Sylvia Arthur
- Jun 6, 2022
- 1 min read
I woke up, stretched a bit and checked the time
The house seemed quiet but it's normal, it's an everyday thing.
Went to the bathroom, washed my face and went back to my room
After a few minutes, I go to my mother's room and she's not there
I check my siblings' rooms but they're also empty
Now that's weird
Where did they go to?
I didn't hear the doors open.
I didn't hear the dogs barking like they always do when one of us goes out.
The doors are still locked and the car is still parked outside
Where is everyone?
I go back to check the rooms and that's when I see the nightie each of them wore to bed.
Each nightie is underneath the covers as it would be if a human lay there but there's no human there.
What is happening?
I don't understand and I'm scared
I've read about this
I've seen movies depicting this but my mind is reluctant to accept that I've been left behind.
Left behind to endure the torment that I know is bound to come.
I guess I should have listened.
I should have listened to the various messages of repentance preached to me.
I should have changed my ways and turned over a new leaf.
It's too late to beg,
It's too late to plead because my fate has been decided.
I have been left behind.
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