Prologue

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Prologue

You know how people say that when you die, you're whole life flashes before your eyes? That's not true. Blood was already flowing out of me, and I couldn't even feel my body anymore, but the only thing on my mind is how I just thought of a good comeback for that bitch Irene from high school.

Then there's the thought that if I leave now what will happen to that mini garden I just set up in my new dorm. I doubt my roommate will take care of it. I still have a lot of work to do at the university. I still have to pass my portfolio, a bunch of homework to do, and I'm pretty sure I left the gas stove open. There's so many things going on with my mind. So many things I could've done.

If I were to describe my life – it would be; Productive. I work hard for everything I planned. I got into my dream university, I'm adept in all my classes, I'm a national gymnastics champion, and I'm graduating as Summa cum laude this year.

I wonder if I could make it in time for my graduation.

"Miss, stay put, the ambulance will be here shortly."

Stay put he says.

Well, it's not like I'm going anywhere.

If only I paid more attention, maybe I could've gotten home by now. I could probably smell the chicken Mom cooked, the sound of Dad's beer opening, mixed with my brother's constant fussing over his phone as he loses to another of his lousy online games.

Instead, I'm lying on the cold hard ground. Clutching the hard-earned medal in my hand, choking on my own blood.

I don't know how they'll react when they hear that their only daughter died because she was so stupid to cross the street.

I didn't even get the chance to tell them I won.

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