They say that your life flashes right before your eyes before you die.
But then, what happens if you absolutely, for sure, as a true fact, know you’re going to die? And worse yet, you’re just going to accept it and let it happen, knowing that you are unable to prevent it?
But it was all over now. There was no more reason to fight, to stop the inevitable ending to her miserable story of a horrendous stroke of fate and betrayal.
It’s over. It keeps repeating itself in my head, winding and rewinding again and again, over and over. If this keeps up, I suddenly think morbidly, that will be my absolute last thought on this world. It feels as if ice-cold water is dumped on me as I shudder at that possibility. No, I resolve with all that I have left, I won’t end with that as my last thought.
I keep moving, taking one step and another right after that. My legs are too heavy, and there’s a p