Dying: A Short Story

The thing no one tells you about dying is being so aware you burn to tell people everything you can. Unfortunately, your whole body is paralyzed so that you are no longer in control. Every sound you want to make, every limb you want to move, you can’t.

How did it happen? Well I’ll tell you, but I’m going to warn you, it’s not pretty. I was just a wrong person in the wrong place who went to met up with the right person at the wrong time. I promise I was innocent.

I was on my way to meet my sister at the hospital, Marcy was her name. God, it’s getting so hard to remember. Anyway, she just had her baby and I was so happy, my very first nephew! I was simply driving in my car and there were a lot of gifts in the back. I had to pick up a cousin of ours, he had to leave his presentation a little early, but his high school allowed it. I mean, we are good friends of the principal and her family.

Apparently he had some sort of bad grade on his history exam and was worried about what his parents would think. After calming him down, I assured him that his parents would be okay with a seventy-eight on an exam that the teacher said was hard. His mood picked up and his glasses- I think he was wearing glasses, I’m not very sure- started to slip off. He pushed them up and we continued to the