Never thought I would actually write a fanfic and try to publish it. Well, since this is my first one, be a critical as you see fit, I need to improve.
I died, I literally died. I knew if I kept jaywalking this would happen. Or maybe it's because people are stupid and drive at extreme speeds. Maybe the person driving was high, poor bastard, he killed a person and probably thought that he was hugging someone instead. Is that what happens when your high? I wouldn't know, and most likely never will. But I think I currently have a bigger problem on my nonexistent hands.
I was in a Void, and god did I hate it. It was so uncomfortably warm, and there was no light. There was no time, I could have been dead for years as far as I know. I slowly started to forget things, from my death and back. I could still remember my childhood, and more clearly too, but my later years have gone fuzzy. I could remember my first day in first grade better than I could remember my first day in college. In my 26 years of life, I could now only remember half of it.
By the time I forgot my 7th grade science teacher's name, I began to be pulled and pushed into a sort of tunnel. Before, yes, I could move my limbs a bit, but they always hit something squishy, now my whole body was moving. I was moving head first, and I was being suffocated. But soon the suffocation stopped, instead replaced with blinding light and deafening sound. I really wanted to go back to that void now.
