My name is Erin, and I died. At the moment I wish I wouldn't have woken up. I'm currently in a hospital in my home town of Los Angles, California.
When I was dead or asleep or whatever happened to me I had a dream of people I've never met before. There were three boys and two girls, but I've never seen them in my life so how I saw clear flashes of their faces is beyond me. I just want to go home.
"ERIN GET YOUR ASS DOWN HERE AND MAKE BREAKFAST FOR ME NOW!" I heard my mother yell as suddenly sat up screaming and panting.
I soon realized it was just a dream and calmed my breathing. When I was younger I lived with my mom in a small townhome, and I was abused my entire childhood up until the time I was starting the police academy when I finally moved out. Every person I've ever loved has abused me including my ex who I was dating for close to four years and my best friend since kindergarten. I found them in his bed together on our 4-year anniversary, but I wasn't surprised when I called him a bastard and he beat me to a bloody pulp in front of my supposed "best friend".
I looked at my phone and it said it was 4:52 in the morning, so I decided to just stay up. When I walked into my kitchen I noticed it was colder than usual, that's when I saw my window was open. Then the next thing I know I woke up in the trunk of a car driving God knows where.
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Teen FictionIn a split second 19-year-old, Cop Erin is killed while apprehending a dangerous suspect in a drug deal. The most interesting thing about her death is that she woke up two hours later, and she remembered everything thing about her death including th...
