I take a breath, but it doesn't feel like anything; like there's a hole from my lungs to the outside. Like there's no air for me to use; like a fading breath. I look up, laying on my back, taking my breaths deeper. I feel only weaker. I feel my hands get cold, then the rest of me. My heartbeat slows. I remember: so much pain, so much confusion; but never any answers. Is this how it ends? Am I included in the few that just… die? I never had a chance.. Since when was this what the world became?
I remember this morning; as any other. Awaking only to lay in bed, hoping sleep will engulf me for just a while longer; yet today was different. Not suspiciously different, but still different. I was awake, wide awake. I sat up too quickly, surprised by my energy. I remember thinking, "Wooh, that was too fast. I'll have to watch out next time," as if there was a next time for me, "That made me really dizzy.." I sat there on my bed, for just a moment, as the dizziness slowly faded. I then stood up, a moment or two before completely steady. Slower than before, but still too fast, apparently. I remember everything going black. I remember a loud Thud!, followed by a strong pain throughout the right half of my body. I remember not being able to see, hear, speak, or move. All I could do was feel. Then I felt my consciousness fade.
I remember slowly regaining sight. I remember being blinded by the light. I remember beeping. I remember pain: everywhere. My mouth slowly opened, but it took a while for something to come out. I screamed. The loudest I've ever screamed; the pain deserved it. I remember so much talking, but I couldn't make out any of the words. I couldn't see anymore, but I heard them moving. "Where am I?" I could only think. There was no room between my screams to say anything: only to breath gasping breaths of air.
The breathing got harder; I stopped screaming.
I remembered so many things tonight. So many things, yet only one that will ever be remembered..
I remember the night I died.