I felt the snow gently falling on my lifeless body.  All I could think was, “So this is the end, I die by being murdered, at age seventeen.”  The snow started to turn a bright red color from the crimson blood coming from my body.  It's funny, they say that when you die your life flashes before your eyes, but everything was still in my mind, all I could think about was how today was my birthday, and I never got to celebrate it, with my sister.  If only I hadn't gotten angry when she forgot and walked out.  I was such a spoiled brat, wasn't I?  I tried inhale, but couldn't even move a toe, so how was I supposed to breathe.  I could hear the sirens of a police car in the distance, but I didn't really care.  I told myself to get up, but no matter what happened, I couldn't move.  

"Please don't let me die like this, I beg of you, if there is a god out there," I shouted in my head.  It was my final prayer, and it was the only one that would never come true.  the light dimmed from my eyes and finally everything went dark.  I couldn't feel the cold snow nor the empty body which I had.  All I could feel was darkness edging in to devour my soul and body.  It is said that that when you die the angel of death will take you to heaven, but all I could think was that I wanted to stay on earth forever, I wanted live longer.  Finally my eyes snapped open, and I could move.  the first thing I saw was the starry sky of earth before I blacked out.

My eyes snapped open, and my body sat up quickly on the I was lying on, and I was screaming.  It was like my body and soul had so much fear, that is was let out in a blood curdling scream.  I should've been dead, but I was still alive.  this happened multiple times, and the doctors had to sedate me each one.  Finally I woke up calmly crying without a noise.  Something was different about me, and I could feel it crawling over my own soul.  One thing is for sure though, death is not the end...