I had never seen a dead body before, except for on tv. It being someone I knew made it even more terrifying than imagined. Not that I had day dreams about seeing dead bodies, of course. What scared me the most was it looked just like it was alive. They looked like they were sleeping, except I knew. I knew the person's soul and mind was no longer inhabiting that body, it was just a shell. An empty shell that once held a life not less than an hour ago. Less than an hour ago this body had a soul, it had smiled, it has cried, it had laughed,and had gone to bed. There was a smudge of dirt on the cheek. I took my thumb and went to wipe it off, but my thumb went right through it. The beams of light were now impairing my vision. I took one last look at the body that used to belong to me, and walked into what I was hoping to be the paradise I was promised.