Lightning

by Mr Foster


Out of the Fire, into the the Frying pan.

“He’s coming out, doctor!” Screamed a woman’s voice I never heard. I saw bright light ahead of me, in the shape of an oval. Oh great, it seems after I die in one place, I’m reborn into another world. I was spit out of the oval, and I looked around. I was in a bright, white room, surrounded by the beeping of machines. I tried to open my mouth, to speak, but my tongue couldn’t form words. So instead, I just screamed at the top of my lungs. I looked at my body, and I screamed even more. My gray coat was gone, and instead there was just pink flesh, fat and wiggly. I was covered in blood, and there was a weird tube hanging from my stomach.

“He’s a healthy one! Much healthier than your other one, Mrs. Demik!” Said a man, who I presumed was the doctor. He had the entire right attire on, so that’s what I presumed. I then realized what I was. I had always heard of myths, but not actually believed them. I was a human. I guess pony afterlife sucked after all. I think the only reason I was even able to think at this point was because of the curse that Venus put on me.

“Oh, thank you doctor! You saved his life!” Said the woman, who cradled me in her arms. It was going to be a long mission to get home. I could already tell. I wiggled around in the arms of my so called “Mother”, and screamed some more.

I would get home, no matter what.