What- what happened...? My eyes slowly opened, but I instantly regretted ever opening them.

I screamed at the sight before me, and I quickly sat up and scrambled back. There I lied in front of me, still as stone, pale, and blood surrounding my head. "No...," I breathed. "No, no, no, NO! PLEASE, NO!" I wailed, tears falling down my face as I grabbed my head, my hands fiercely clutching fistfuls of hair.

After a few minutes of crying in the darkness, my eyes slowly trailed down to my legs, which were sprawled out in front of me. They were see-through. I began to sob as the fact hit me straight in the face like an unexpected slap: I'm dead.

A shaking hand reached over to the body in front of me. Tears blurred my vision and sobs wracked my body harder than ever before. My hand hovered over the body's pulse. I had to be completely sure. I looked away as I checked her pulse. There wasn't one.

I was dead.

My hand recoiled from her body - my body. I brought my legs up to my chest, wrapped my arms around the two limbs, and brought my head down. Then, I screamed. I screamed from anger... from sadness and grief. From anguish. I screamed again. It felt good. Another scream passed my lips, but this one had a word go along with it.

"WHY?!"

I angrily wiped my eyes and cheeks with my sleeve. Looking up at the moon, I screamed again. "TELL ME! Tell my why!" I broke down crying again, and soon began to hiccup.

I sat there for a long time, drowning in my depressed feelings. Slowly, I stopped crying and decided to watch the sunrise. Morning had come faster than I had thought it would.

Suddenly, I heard a child's laughter. I looked away from the sun (which was up high in the sky by now) and to the sidewalk. There was a woman and her daughter. The woman had her long, brown hair in a ponytail, and she had a friendly smile on her face. Her daughter was holding her hand. The daughter had black hair that was put in a braid going down her back and she was laughing. They seemed happy.

Then, the woman's eyes wandered over here, and she immediately stopped smiling. A look of horror passed her face. "Mommy? Are you okay?" her daughter asked, looking up innocently at her mother. "Um, uh, yes, sweetie, I'm... okay," she replied, fumbling over her words. She bent down to her daughter's level and gave her daughter a small smile. "I just need a hug," the woman said, opening her arms up for a hug. The little girl giggled. "I'll give you a hug, Mommy!" She wrapped her little arms around her mother's torso.

The mother wrapped one arm around her little girl while she got her phone out of her back pocket. She dialed a number.

The woman doesn't want her daughter seeing my corpse, I quickly realized. I smiled at the woman's cleverness. She's smart.

"9-1-1, please state your emergency," a lady said from the woman's phone.

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I watched my corpse be put into an ambulance. Feeling childish, I gave it a small wave. "Bye...," I whispered.

A police officer had just finished speaking with the woman, so he went back into his police car and drove off, along with the ambulance.

"Come on, sweetie, let's go home," the woman told her daughter. "Okay, Mommy," the little girl said tiredly. She slipped her small hand into her mother's bigger one as they turned around and began walking home.

Little did they know, I was going home with them.