Death

I woke up in this cold dark room.

There are cobwebs everywhere,

And every way you look,

All you can see is inky blackness for miles.

I hear people faintly calling my name,

And telling me to wake up.

She cant be gone!

They say.

What do they mean?

I'm right here!

I try to say.

But i can't.

My voice is gone.

Is this what death is like?

I wonder.

Asleep one minute,

Gone from the world the next?

Will i ever see my friends again?

Tell another joke?

Make another cake?

Never again taste the sweet richness of dark chocolate?

How will i ever live without laughing

With my friends at stupid things?

I walk around with no specific destination

Hoping to find a door out of this horrid place.

Then there's an earthquake.

A sudden shaking, jolting my whole

Body as if i were riding a stampeding

elephant .

Then suddenly a sliver of light and a

Buzzing.

I squeeze my eyes closed and rub them,

opening them to find i'm back in my

Room.

My room!

And my family!

All standing over me.

I cry with joy and hug them all one by one.

Your ok!

They cried.

You passed out!

They said.

We thought you'd died!

We all embraced and i realized,

I hadn't quite died, and wasn't quite ready to just yet.