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Dying was nothing like I thought it would be. It was a long and drawn out process that makes you wonder, “What did I do to deserve this?”
It felt like memories were escaping me, leaking from my head. But after the first blow I realized it wasn’t memories flooding, but rather it was blood.
You know how in movies and on television, near death experiences are described like your life is flashing before your eyes, but hard as I tried, I couldn’t remember all the things I swore I’d hold onto forever.
It was like a higher being was telling me to let go. Let go of the life I had created. Let go of the people I loved. Let go of everything that reminded of what I use to have. It was intense.
I guess your all wondering what happened to me. Well, all will reveal itself in time.
I wouldn’t wish death on anyone. But i’ll have my hand in Angela’s…
-Joy