This is a short intro and feedback would be great!
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Death...
We've all heard of it, it's where life ends, the heart stops beating, no more air fills the lungs, the blood slows and become almost frozen and stiff, heat stops coming out from the skin and the spirit that was inside the body is suppose to go away. I had no idea what to do, the grass my body layed on was cold, dew from it slid across my legs and feet. My yellow cotton sundress had been ripped to my knees, it was bloody in the middle, I'd lost my shoes, and my curly hair was all over the place.
My eyes were open, staring at the almost black sky. There was no shiny lights, no warm hand to take mine, no one by my side telling me what to do next, no halos and beautiful voices singing. I tried to get up but nothing happened. nothing hurt, I just couldn't feel anything.
I felt so betrayed, my life was stolen from me, I'd never hear my name from my mother's lips again. Never hear her yell, her laugh, or see her tears. I tried to make tears come to my own eyes, no use. The pluming no longer worked, and the worst thing was that if I were still alive i would laugh, but there was no irony in being dead.
My name is Baby Andie Jane, I'm 17 and in case you haven't figured it out. I'm no longer among the living. This would be just the beginning of my story.
Thanks for reading, more coming soon.
-Max
