The Becoming

The Becoming

A Story by Heather Clayton

I was laying there then entered a sweet abyss. Around me in the ICU, I could see the curtains drawn in the room.

 

I drifted away and into along the road. There is where I kept my free-floating space.

 

I saw a woman entering a building, picking up a daily paper to take inside.

 

It was here I found a new life.

 

I had entered her body and doing so, all of her was deleted.

 

I looked across at my husband now.

 

Me, acting strange, he asked me what is up with me.

 

Nothing, I told him.

 

He got up to leave for work while I stayed around the house in a foreign state.

 

I was no longer myself, but living as another.

 

My hands were delicate, my hair blonde and my eyes made of blue.

 

Who was this mirror image I see?

 

I left the place and went to a place, a coffeehouse, to have some coffee.

 

Would anybody recognize it was me?

 

I talked to the cashier clerk, knowing my morning routine, I told him in a low breath it's me Annabeth.

 

"Annabeth?" he said.

 

Yes, and he left and never came back to talk with me.

 

Then I went to my job, as a curator in an art district.

 

Again, I asked a colleage there if she knew it was me, and again, she fluttered her lashes wildly and left me standing before an image of black paint mixed with gray shadows.

 

This was me, I thought.

 

So I went back to the place I do not call home, and the husband was sitting there.

 

Why are you being so pecuilar, he asked.

 

I am not me, I said. I am somebody else.

 

At that he too got up, put his coat on and left.

 

But it wasn't until I was in bed that day, I closed my eyes and awakened in the ICU.

 

I had been in a coma.

 

I looked at my hands, large, my hair dark and my eyes dark as well.

 

I had lifted myself up and out of my body searching for what I was.

 

Now I am found.

© 2013 Heather Clayton


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Wow, creeper, that is scary. I've had a few, but it makes me wonder about life, you know.

Posted 11 Years Ago


Wow awesome story. I myself have had many OBE's in my life. Well written Heather.

Posted 11 Years Ago


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Added on January 15, 2013
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Tags: coma, out-of-body, coffee, husband, wife

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Heather Clayton
Heather Clayton

Spring, TX



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Hello, I love writing and have quite an imagination. Usually my writings are short stories and also I do some poetry. I'm 35 and I love animals, music and writing/reading. I studied creative writing a.. more..

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