So that's it.
That is how it all ended. The process from life to death was very fast, nothing fancy.
Afterwards, I began to look over my family as an angel sort of thing, and had plenty of time to be spent with my whole family. Mum and dad were finally together again, but dad is still great friends with Melissa. I enjoyed my life after that, and soon began having time to myself. More and more people began coming into the after life, and the magic never stopped.
The feelings seemed to fade, but the hert stayed and tried to bring them all back. Even though I do not have breath, I can still love.
I still cry, especially at my own funeral, where I shared it with dad, and I watched Aunty and Uncle sit and cry while our bodies were gently pushed down the aisle.
I shan't forget my life, though. The feeling of living was amazing, but the truth of death isn't so bad. I'm finally free, and I won't be needing a new life, because I have a great one right with me, always surrounding me or opening up to me with huge open arms.
End story.
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(Fake character~)
Robyn Winder~Age 11
1989~2000
YOU ARE READING
A Dream Chronicle
FantasyYoung Robyn finds herself in a world of danger when she and her father take a trip to a cottage, in the middle of a beautiful forest. But dark magic lies underneath the beauty, and it's up to Robyn and her new "friends" to stop the trouble.
