Life After Death

Prologue

There are many different theories in the world that people have about what happens during and after a person dies. Some people think that your whole life flashes before your eyes and then you see "the light at the end of the tunnel", some people say that everything just goes black and everything is over. Other people think that people go to heaven or to hell, and some people think that we are reborn into a new form and start a new life, and that's just to name a few. I myself used to believe in some if not all of these theories. Well, now, I am here to tell you that all of those theories are all wrong. What really happens is much different then in all of those theories. Of course, since I know this, I guess that would mean that I have to have died, but let's start from the beginning.

My name is  Clara Elizabeth Thompson, which is pretty cool cause I'm a huge Doctor Who fan. I'm 17 years old, bisexual, my favorite foods are cookie dough ice cream and most Italian foods. I'm a senior in high school, and I'm hoping to go to college to become an author. I'm a major bookworm, and I love all of the nerdy sci-fi stuff. I watch anime and lots of different tv shows with all the spare time I have in between classes and hanging out with my best friends. I have four very best friends, all of whom I love with my entire heart and who are all the light of my life. But then in one single small instant, with a stupid mistake, I turn around and find out that all of them gone. Then, in that very same small instant, so am I.

So, I guess that it turns out that's the story I'm writing. The story of how I died. It was interesting, maybe that's not the right word. I think it just doesn't really set in that you're about to die until it actually happens. You just kind of continue to think, hope, and believe that you'll be saved by something.. someone.... anything..... anyone. It's made me have a whole new respect and love for the life I lost, where my biggest worries were a character leaving a show. Now, with that all out of the way, I guess that it's a good time to start from the very beginning of my story. Well, the story begins on the day that mine and friends lives ended. The day which also, evidently, ended up being the day that I found love.