História Thunder - Thunder

The thunder rumbled in the sky. I had died and this idea simply gratified me.

No, I would not say gratifying, I'd say satisfy. In the middle of the chaos that the sky created, my body weighed inert on the grass and stone floor, but it did not bother me, I felt nothing, it was as if my essence simply flowed out of my body and left my consciousness inert.

I knew what had happened, I had been struck by lightning, and the idea of ​​having every part of my body scorched gave me chills, or at least would give me if I could feel them.

My mother had once told me that people suffer from fate, but it depends on us, to believe that we will or will not believe in it.

Every choice we make is a consequence of our history, but consecutively, the only certainty we can have is that we will die.

I never thought I would die like this, lightly, but I knew that somewhere in that sky, a new beginning for me arose, or perhaps the extra energy that was in my body was singular and reluctant, and the impact of the ray was Making me delirious.

One wink, two.

It didn’t matter. The only thing my eyes could focus on was the sky that glowed like a mirror around the field of poppies where my body lay inert.

Let no one want to feel the sensation of dying, because, after all, I tell you, it's definitely horrible.

I was dreaming of bigger things

I always dreamed of being something more, but dreams do not generate opportunities.

Every second I wasted was a second less than I would have in my life, and the idea of ​​dying still did not please me, even now knowing that it was a fact that there was no turning back, and it had already happened.

I wanted to say goodbye to my family if I did not even know where they were. I lost touch and I just never looked for them again.

I was not the kind of person who cared to call, there were not on holidays when I was called for the holidays.

Not that I lacked love, I just did not like the stickiness of what they called a family.

Not a yes sir, not a follower

I was not the person involved in politics or economics, much less in culture, I was just a typical citizen expressing my freedom continuously in the simplest and grayest buildings she could think of when defying the laws of physics.

And now I am here. Lying inert, remembering the moments when I thought I was happy.

But enough, I should move on, and reach for the light that called me.

And when they say that thunder does not fall in the same place, I will remind them of that moment, when a thunderbolt struck my heart, and I came back to life.

I was lightning before the thunder