The Day I Was Supposed To Die

Dude, She's Dead

Some people say death will hurt beyond imaginable. And at first it does, but then it becomes peaceful. Everything seems to fade away and it becomes soothing. The pain fades and you start to welcome death. You let it in with open arms. I mean, I did. I looked back down at my red stained hands. They were sticky. And the pool of blood surrounding me, reminding me how much time I had left, didn't bother me. And I let my eyes roll to the back of my head.

The pain stopped and I let go. Of everything. Some people talk about seeing a light. I didn't see a light. I just saw darkness. But a welcoming darkness. I imagined a red door. I don't know where it came from, but I imagined there being something behind that door. I wanted to open it but it disappeared. And so did I.

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"What do we do now?"

"Dude, she's dead."

"Yeah and we have to get rid of the body."

I heard these voices but they sounded miles away. And the ringing in my ears didn't help. Although, I couldn't help wondering who they were talking about. And who were these people? And why can't I open my eyes? What the heck is going on?

"Oh god, we're going to get in so much trouble."

"Maybe we can clean her, strip her, then dump her by the highway."

No please. No! No! I tried to move but I felt paralyzed, yet my everything hurt badly. I just needed to open my eyes!

"We're going to prison. For life."

"Stop saying that."

"What did we do? We killed her."

My eyelids started to twitch. I was using all the strength I had left and all that I could muster to open my eyes. Finally my eyelids cracked open. I winced at the light. Then I suddenly realized how bad of a headache I had. I shut my eyes quickly. A voice in the back of my head started to scream at me. Open them, it kept saying. See the faces of your captors. So I opened them again. But slowly, letting my eyes adjust to the light.

"Stop it, Stop it, Stop it! Focus! We have to get rid of the body!"

I saw a blur of a man take a step back and cower at another blur. My vision was all blurry. I could only make out shapes and everything seemed gray. And it all seemed to blend. I started to blink to see if I could clear it but it did not work out in my favor.

"Yes yes. I'm sorry. We should do that highway thing."

"Ok we need to go to the store to get some bleach and stuff. Let's go."

"Wait, shouldn't one of us stay here to watch?"

"Dude she's dead, lets go."

Then the 2 men walked out of my vision. I could barely tell they were moving but I could hear the quiet footsteps and chatter. I heard a door slam and a car engine start up. The sound got farther and farther, and when I couldn't hear it anymore, I started up. I kept blinking, trying hard to clear my vision a bit so I could at least make out something but it only did a bit. It was still blurry. And everything was sideways. I could tell I was laying on something. It was hard. I looked farther to the side of my vision. It was tile. I must be in the kitchen. I tried to move but I was too weak. I took deep breaths (which felt like breathing cement), trying to conjure up enough strength to at least sit up.

After what felt like hours, I managed to move my arms and after what also felt like hours, I could push myself up with my arms. I grabbed onto the counter but my hand just slipped off. It hit the floor and it felt like I had shattered it. I gasped yet tried again. When I was finally able to catch onto it, I prepared myself to get up. I took deep breaths. After what felt like even more hours, I stood up. With the counters help of course. My legs felt like jelly. I could barely hold myself but I knew I had to get out. I tried to take a couple steps while reaching out to catch myself on the door frame. I did it. I felt so weak and out of breath as if I just ran a marathon while carrying 2 people on my back. I spent awhile trying to catch my breath before attempting again. I didn't know if I could keep going. I needed to rest, I needed to close my eyes, I needed... to give up. My eyes started to slowly close. That sounded nice. Why don't I just give up? Let the men take me and ditch me. Death sounded great. It sounded welcoming.

Again.

Then something kick started inside of me. It took over and suddenly I found myself out of the woods and near a road. How did I make it here? How long did that take me? What the heck? Everything is blacked out from that doorframe to this road. I don't remember it. Then something came rushing at me. It practically slapped me in the face. It was some memories. I don't really remember anything. I racked my brain as all these memories suddenly become clearer. My name is what I searched for. I looked through all these things. Like learning to ride a bike, scratching my knee for the first time, breaking my arm, first crush. But nothing before age 9.

Suddenly a blinding light came into view. I put my hands up to block my face and I found myself walking into the middle of the road. What was I doing? I searched through useless memories. I could hear the vehicle now. I heard it slow down as the light got brighter. Then I heard the brakes slam. I collapsed to the ground. I was so tired. It was time to sleep now. I just needed to rest for a bit. I heard the car door open and someone yelling. But I couldn't make out what they were saying? I felt warm hands lift my head and pull at my shoulders. I felt them cradle me as they kept asking me stuff that just sounded like it was underwater. Finally, I smiled and whispered,

"Ellie Wincott." Then I blacked out.

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