I woke up to the sudden pain in my head. I looked at my surroundings, nothing but empty space. Everywhere around me was just white. I was confused and didn’t know how I got here. In my hands was a notepad and pen. I got up still a bit hazy but decided to walk even if I had no particular route to follow. I don’t know how long I’ve been walking for but I don’t feel tired at all. All of a sudden I found myself hit my head on a hard surface. I rubbed my hands against the area that stung. I was confused and reached my hand out forward. I touched a transparent wall. I was bewildered to what I had discovered. In curiosity I followed the wall while dragging my hand across the surface.
From a distance I could notice something. The closer I got, found out it was a person. I started speed walking towards the person and before I knew it I was running. I knocked at the transparent wall to get his attention. He looked up and noticed my presence. Even he was surprised. Then he looked down and started writing on a notebook. He ripped it out and placed it on the wall.
“How did you get here?”
I sat down and started writing.
“I’m not sure…but, do you know how to get out?
He paused for a moment, then placed a note.
“I don’t know”.
He noticed my sad expression and he started sketching. He placed it on the wall. It was a well depicted drawing of me. On the corner in small writing it said: “Don’t be sad”. I smiled back. As time passed, we decided to walk together. We placed one of our hands on the wall and started walking even if we had no exact location to go to. We both enjoyed each other’s company.
Later we both noticed something in the distance. Something that was colourful. We both looked at each other seeming to understand each other. We both started running while dragging our hands across the wall. Soon we stopped and realized that there was no longer a barrier in between us. We were both touching our hands together. We embraced in a hug and soon bursts of colourful flowers surrounded us. Then everything soon faded to black.
I woke up realising I was in a hospital bed. Everything was colourful. I glanced to my left, there was a bedside table with a vase of flowers placed on top. And to my right was someone sitting down who was holding onto one of my hands. He became aware of my awakening he let go of my hand and hugged me in his arms as tears fell from his face.
“I knew you’d come back,” he said joyfully.
In my hand was a note of paper that had a drawing of me. In return I smiled and hugged him as well.
“I’m back,” I assured him.