Survival – A Flash Fiction

“Then… how did you survive?” my alien colleague asked me.

“Well Mr. Alien, I’m glad you asked.”

What I am writing here is how I exactly told the alien the way I survived.

It all started when I woke up that morning at six o’clock sharp. There was a bloody extraordinary pain in my gut area that woke me up from my sweet sleeping on a frigging weekend. The only days when I can get some extra sleep and be lazy.

At first, I was confused because this never happened to me before. I’d always had a good immune system. The way the pain weakened me was unbelievable. What in hell is that? was my first thought. It didn’t take long for me to realize what was happening. To be honest, I wasn’t very shocked. I mean, I was expecting some pain after everything, but not that deadly. It was as if there was a knife running in my stomach.

I could barely breathe but I pushed myself to leave bed. I don’t know what was going to happen to me if I had stayed in this agony for some extra time. I managed to leave my bedroom and get to where the white box was. I opened it to face the biggest disappointment. It was empty. With my left hand, I was holding my tummy and with the other hand I weakly managed to close the white thing’s door.

I knew that my mission was getting tougher and I needed to go out to survive. Thinking about walking until the end of the street was mentally hurting me. But what other option did I have? I had to do what I had to do to survive. 

I walked back to my room to grab my phone and wallet. Then with extra difficulty, I put my shoes on. I opened the front door and took a painfully deep breath. I almost fainted with it. I took one step out and the long painful journey started.

I walked and walked for what seemed like forever. My hand was still clutching my tummy. Don’t get me wrong, my destination wasn’t that far but my pain had slowed me down. 

I finally reached the glassy building. To my luck it was open 24/7. I gave myself an extra push and got in. I made it inside and my face glowed with what I saw. I got myself to the register desk and I faintly told the guy behind the desk, “Food.”

“What?” he asked.

I realized he couldn’t hear me so I gave myself another push and raised my voice, “Food.”

Ten minutes later I was home and had regained my energy after eating some cookies and a chocolate bar at the supermarket. What can I say, diet isn’t my thing. Not having dinner for once almost cost me my life. Never making the same mistake again.

My alien colleague was listening carefully until I stopped talking, he finally said, “Ah, humans.”

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