I was wheeled into the Operation Theater. They checked my vitals. The anesthesiologist had already spoken to me the previous day. He came and smiled at me and started his procedure. I knew it was my last day there. There meaning; the end of my misery, the pain and the medications.
I settled down nicely. Happy and content that the wait was over. The anesthesia started its work. I became drowsy. The team around me got active.
As I slipped out of consciousness, I felt I saw someone with a noose. and I knew it was my last day anywhere.
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Written as a part of 100 words on Saturday 7 at Write Tribe. The prompt being I knew it was my last day there.
scary stuff – I realized later that this was fiction, but we almost always leave something of ourselves in whatever it is that we do – no matter how hard we try not to.
True 🙂
Wow, the end was chilling!
Is it? Good then 🙂
What a finale! I though it is a happy story while I read first para, 3rd one proved me so wrong.
*thought
Got it 🙂
It was meant to be that way 🙂 Thanks Shilpa
Wow, that was quite an ending, it pulled back the entire post from the sugary coated feel that it had.
Yes, didn’t it 🙂
Oh that was a tragic end..
Yes Deepa, thank you
Scary and sad, creative post.
Thanks Sulekha, I always wonder how it must be when the soul passes away, just wanted to write about it 🙂
did see that end coming! chilling!
typo…..i meant DIDN’T see that end coming. 😛
Got it little princess 🙂 Thank you
Sad but great take on the prompt.
Thank you Rekha
Oh!! The last line was scary!! Good one for the prompt! 🙂
Thanks Shilpa and do you know something it was my personal experience, Except that I did not see someone with a noose but myself. NDE you see
Heart-pounding but quite a passionate 100 words. Super creative and brilliant:)
Thanks Vishal