The book cover
I walked through the gigantic two doors that led into the library. It was rather modern with computer on the left, and the book on the right. But right in the dark far end corner of the library were the book was kept, I walk towards there. As I walked further down the library, the smell of the air freshener was fading, the floor was much dirty and looked like it hasn’t been hovered for some time. Then there it was in front of me, the book that every kid in the school feared of opening, the horror of the consceques it will give you, the apparently different world you will enter.
It was on an ancient brown wooded book shelf that was just able to stand up. It had gold triangles on each corner of the book shelf. I gently took the fragile book of the shelf. The cover of the jet black book was covered in thick dust, as if someone had left the book for years. As I wiped the dust of the book, the dust covered my hand and turned it black. The book is extremely thick it must be the width of my arm at least. It’s really heavy like a bucket full of water.
The book looks very worn, the cover of it just readable saying “what really happens after death? with the horrible scingfent picture of death, the grim reaper with a sort of blade in his right hand. As I held the book I kept thinking of the things people told me about it like “you’ll never be seen again after reading a page of it” and “people die from just looking at it! “. Well I know the last one is false as I am looking at it now, and I’m not dead. As I turn the front cover of the book, I wondered what was going to happen were the things people telling me about the book be true, will I never be seen again or will I even die! As I looked at the first page, it was blank.
There was nothing there. I turned the next page and again just blank page that was white, with a tiny bit of dirt in the right hand corner, but still nothing no text or picture. As I placed the book back on the shelf, a piece slid out, some sort of paper. I pulled the piece of paper out no bigger than a tiny note and there read “666” on it. What was that, that’s nothing? As I walk away from the book shelf I kept thinking 666, 666, 666 isn’t that a unlucky number of some sort. I started to panic, if something was going to happen to me.
I went straight back to the wooden book shelf and snatched the book of the shelf. I took the book and turned it to the front page, still blank nothing there, then I decided to turn it to the page 666 as I did there was nothing there at all. There nothing to be scarred of with this book, but doesn’t it have anything in it. I took the note out of my pocket and placed it in the book on page 666 and shut the book. The book suddenly glowed, white pearly light shown from the book to my eyes, the light got brighter. I thought it was going to blind me.
I dropped the book, and covered my saw eyes with my hands. As I open my eyes there was the book open and still shining but less bright. I glared at the light, it feels like someone is reaching for me, it feels like the books pulling me closer to it, I walked towards it gradually. The light looked like a tunnel, the tunnel looked miles long. I reached cautionously with my right hand to the tunnel and grabbed into the air, and that’s all I grabbed. I lent into the light containing the tunnel. I could see a rough image of the other side of the tunnel it was very green, like the outdoors.
I stepped closer into the light, I was now in the other side of the tunnel. I could see all the green was huge plants with bright flower in them and grass that was lovely cut to the same size as each other. There were people sitting on the grass, with a huge smile on their faces, just resting there, they looked extremely happy. A couple walked past me and smiled at me and said hello and carried on walking on past. “Where was I? ” I said to myself. Then I could hear whooshing sound of water pouring, I turned to my right and there massive water fall.
It had pure blue water running down the fall dropping in a pool of water. Around the pool have massive trees with huge leaves like the size of elephant ears. There was another person under the tree in the shade relaxing and was extremely happy like the other people. Where am I? Is this heaven? There too the left of me was a table, with loads of food on it from cakes, to chips to burger to roast meals. It has every food dish you could think of. A sign was above the table just floating in the air saying “please help yourself”.
A man from the distance came walking towards me, dressed in a black suit. The man face came clearer and he appeared to be oldish roughly in his fifties. I ask him ” were am I”, he replied very politely and said “you’re in optional heaven, you can leave at any time and go back to your original life but why would you my lad, you can always come back here as well? ” “Behind you my lad is the same book you came out of just turn to page 666 and you’ll will go back to where you come from, nothing will be different but if you do remember do not tell the whole world about this as it will get destroyed”.