In The Face of Death
In the end, I collapsed onto the small bed my parents had bought for me together when I was little and slowly closed my eyes.
My tears soaked the pillow. The pain was so overwhelming that all I could do was curl into myself as I repeated the words I remembered in Mom’s voice over and over again in my head, trying to comfort myself.
Go to sleep, Daisy. Once you’re asleep, it won’t hurt anymore.
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Maybe heaven really heard my prayer, because when I woke up, the pain was gone. However, my body felt strangely weightless, floating in midair. I understood immediately then that I was dead, and my soul, seemingly pulled by some invisible force, drifted until I found myself beside Mom.
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