WITHDRAWN - When everything turns black.
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Last published Sun, Dec 9, 2018
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"NO! LAURELIA NO! "
That was the last thing I heard before I disappeared into a dark nothing. I saw the best moments of my entire life passing by as I fell. I knew I was going to die, but I had not imagined it this way. I thought it would be more of a blindingly bright light that captured you or a door that leads you to peace which you walk through. I had imagined everything. Just not that I would experience my life in reverse mode. From the beginning of high school to my school enrollment, the time in kindergarten and from there to my birth. I closed my eyes and let myself fall. I was ready to leave everything behind and become one with the light. My mind was empty and my heart had stopped beating.
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