The first thing that popped in my head when I woke up was what. It hurt to sit up, so i just lied down, wandering where I was. I looked around and saw my house, my floor, my newly dead dog. I forced myself up, wincing in pain.
I looked around; dead dog, dead parents, dead sister. I looked at myself, wondering why I wasn't dead. there was a stab wound in my thigh. I was getting dizzy. I died.
