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"She was bubbly. She practically spewed rainbows incessantly. She was a handful though. I mean, if you made her mad, she'd automatically become this huge jar of sarcasm. She always had a smile on her face, even when she was crying. I guess that was because she was in love. She decided to follow her heart and not the anatomy. She didn't care what anyone thought of her. She was crazy most of the time. It was as if she was high off of life. She was so different from everybody else and it was a little hard to understand her sometimes. She made mistakes. She wasn't perfect, no matter how hard she may have tried to be that way. What I remember most about her was her laugh. She laughed so often that there's no way I could ever forget it. Her laugh could make you feel bubbly inside. That's just the type of person she was though, I guess. I'm going to miss her."

I listened as my best-friend deliver my eulogy. Tears were streaming down my face and I tried to scream. I couldn't. No sound would escape from my lips. I couldn't move. I couldn't see. It was so dark. It was the kind of darkness that almost seems velvety, you know? I wanted someone to do something. I tried to kick, but my legs refused to move. Suddenly, I couldn't breathe! It was as if I was ACTUALLY dying. No, this couldn't be happening. I'm too young! I'm alive! Why can't I do anything? Somehow, in the last few seconds, it had grown even darker. I felt my eyes start to shut and I stopped thinking.

That's when I woke up.

[Author's Note: I only wrote the above so that I could describe myself a little. It isn't part of a story or anything. Anyway, enjoy!]