How I Died...
I forget how I died, honestly. But I remeber water and blood and pain in my neck for half a minute before I blacked out. When I "woke up" I was here. On earth, but alone. It was... gray and cold. I remember going to my funeral. An empty casket being lowered into the ground. My parents crying, my sister smiling. I wish I could kill her. If only we all knew where she put my body...
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