Dead and Breathing

I've always wondered what it would be like to die. It's fascinating that no matter how advanced we get we won't know what lies for us after this life. Hell, there could actually be a heaven for all we knew. I never was a beliver that there was a place for us to go after we died. I suppose you could say that i just hoped that there was something better than what we were living now.

Quite honestly now that I'm gone, I don't know what to think. I mean... isn't this what I wanted? For it all to be over? I can't help but almost feel happy as I watch my life play back again right before me, each time getting slightly longer as I see what my family is doing. They've given up on looking for me years ago. They have bigger problems to think about rather than little ol' me. It makes me both happy and sad to see my family and friends move on so. They've gone back to raiding stores and taking any useful supplies that wasn't infected by the clickers or taken by another group. They're so occupied that they don't even visit me anymore. But it's alright because that would only remind them of what fate is awaiting them at the end of the road. I'm perfectly fine with just watching over them even though I can't do anything about what is yet to come.