They say that when you die, you retain your memories. For me, I retained nothing.

Wait.

Hold your horses.

Rewind.

I made a mistake.

I lied.

I'm sorry.

I did retain something.

Therefore, I'm going to start again.

They say that when you die, you retain your memories. For me, I retained very little... apart from one thing. It was something that, for most people, would probably be considered to be inconsequential. It was something that, for most people, would probably never even cross the mind. It was something that, for most people, would probably be little more than a whisper on the wind.

To me, this something meant anything and everything.

I suppose having all the time in the world to reflect upon this glaringly important fact makes the situation even more meaningful. I mean, I really do have time to spare and I mean TIME TO SPARE, capitals and everything. However, I'm diverting here. My mouth is running away with me - not literally but... oh well...you get the idea. What I want to know is have you guessed what that special something is yet? Yes? I bet you haven't. Oh go on then. I'll relent and put you out of your misery.

The one thing I retained when I died was...

No.

I can't do it.

I'm sorry.

You'll have to turn over and read the next chapter if you want to find out.

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AN:

So...here we get a proper introduction to the main character in all her sassy attitude. I hope you like her. I have had lots of fun trying to get the right voice. Can you guess what the one thing she retained before she died was though? Please leave your thoughts below :)