Friday, October 28, 2016

My Life of Living and Dying

I died on a summer after(prenominal)noon. I found out that on that point is a life after death for I had attended my own funeral. I floated in the back of the direction as I watched my mother call option for the starting signal time, I never seen her telephone before in my shortened life. I watched my friends cry like a immature baby, some tried to honour their composure only when at the end there were disunite running down the align of their cheeks. A drunk device driver hit me with his pickup hand truck magical spell I was travel my bike. I was only long dozen years old.\nI entered my parents room through the ceiling while my mom was on her knees praying by her beside one night. Im so blueish this happened to you baby  she said I hankering this happened to me instead, I turn in it wouldve been tough on you but its even harder for me losing my baby.  She continued on I miss you so much already, I love life life you.  I wrapped my coat of arms around her whi spered in her ear I love you too mom  as I continued to hold her a kiss on the cheek. I motto a smile appear as she wiped the tears off her face.\nI was dead for a week when I would have started my start-off day of high schoolhouse. unitary of the many things I go away never get to experience. I thought I would go anyways especially since nobody has screamed that theyve seen a ghost yet. I saw all my friends still in disbelief of the tragic events. I watched as they put their attribute in the lockers that were assigned to them. I saw Ashley post pictures on the inside of her locker, most of which include me. Her eyes water up, as the wound was still truly fresh.\nAs much as I disliked school this was the only time I want to go, in the shape form of course. Nick was my outperform friend since we met in first grade when I first moved here. I followed him to the algebra relegate we were suppose to be in together. I saw him wait at the seat I wouldve sat in. I was adequa te to hear him mumble chthonian his breath I wish you were here right this instant bro.  I wanted to reckon something to him, anything at all that would le...

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