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Flashback (Original)
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Ongoing, First published Aug 01, 2015
There are many theories on what happens when people die. Some say that the good people go to heaven. Some people say you are reborn into a new body. Some people think you just disappear, and that's the end of it. But it didn't really matter to me what happened after you died, because I wasn't there yet. I was still in the flashbacks.

I am just an ordinary 17 year old girl. I like cheese and chocolate and dogs. I have a first memory. I don't yet have a last. I like driving a lot; but it was the driving that will undo me.

When a car crash risks your life and everything in it, what will you see? Your first birthday party? Your parents fifteenth anniversary? What part of your life do you cherish? And what part would you have wanted to change? People say dying is fast. That it doesn't hurt. I guess that they were wrong. It's not the dying that hurts; it's the memories.

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The leaving. It was hard, tragic , painful, yet it had to be done, I needed to save my life. I didn't want to start again, this would be the story of finding myself, pulling myself back together, reuniting the happy go lucky youngster I had once been. The shock of leaving took more of a toll on me than I thought it would. I had asked two people to help me move out of the house I had shared with my partner for 8 years, we had been together 23 years in total. The move was done in total secrecy, my partner could never know in advance, it was a very scary time. I had moved various things out of the house and secured a rent on a property nearby. The house I picked was near the School the children went to, and my oldest lad was going to be near his best friend. My Mother told me of the property it was advertised on the web, we both went and had a look, even that was scary, I didn't want to be seen by anyone and became paranoid that I would be caught out. For many months I lived on a new kind of fear, the fear of someone finding out that I planned to leave my abusive partner, though of course no one knew my seemingly happy, funny, generous partner was abusive. Finding the house was one thing, getting the various companies to connect the house and exchanging the information of my current address so they could varify that I was, who I said I was almost drove me mad. The day came to leave, My Mother and a very dear Friend came round as early as possible, we packed as much as we could. This included taking the boys clothes, bedding, toys, stuff from the garden, my stuff. We had 3 cars the packing seem to take all day. By the end we had to get going to be able to unpack, leaving me time to pick up the boys from School and settle them in their new home. I couldn't do it at first,I started to cry then scream, to leave the world I had put so much of my life into, and now in a split second would be leaving was breaking my heart.