It was dark.

Dark and warm.

Dark was good.

I liked the dark.

Dark, dark, dark, dark.

Then…

It was light.

Horrible, shocking light.

There was so much noise.

I didn't like it at all compared to my dark sanctuary.

I wanted to go back.

Dark was good, light was bad.

Suddenly, I heard something.

No, not something.

Someone.

A woman.

Above all else I heard a single woman screaming.

"Get. Out. Of. ME!" She demanded.

Who was she talking to?

Wait.

Could it be, was it, me?

Was I the one that was causing her so much pain?

I didn't want to hurt her anymore, even if it meant losing my dark, warm place.

So I called back.

"Okay, okay, I'm leaving, I'm out, see?"

She stopped screaming which was a relief.

Then someone a different, less important woman asked someone.

"Dan, would you like to cut the umbilical cord?" She seemed rushed and pressed for time.

"Sure." The one named Dan obeyed.

I knew something had happened but I didn't feel anything.

People applauded then I was taken away.

I was thoroughly confused but I didn't want to ask because the answer was one that others have feared for many lifetimes:

I am dead?