When I came to, I was looking at 2 big men and the weather was sunny. The Men were moving a body into a bag. I saw the color of the hair, it...it was a dark shade of blond. My mind went wild and I came to a dreadful thought. Maybe, Just Maybe, I was dead.
I tried to communicate with the men, that dragged the body into the ambulance. I couldn't tell if they didn't see me or if they were just ignoring me. My mind kept thinking if I wasn't in the body-bag, who could it be? Possibly someone I knew?
As the ambilance left me in the dust, and my thoughts that seemed they were going to explode. I walked on the dirt road, walking to That house. The house that had so many memories, it didnt matter if they were good or not. There was only one thought that I connected to THAT house to. Whitch was, "there, the house can tell me the answers to all my questions". Looking down, "maybe not ALL but the one answer I needed to know".
