I woke up in a cold bed, and knew immediately 'im going to die'. I was angry at the revelation, since I had a lot to prepare for. So I showered, dressed in black, and combed my hair , afterall it was the day of my death.
I made a cup of ice tea, sat down in front of my mom and told her I was going to die' today. She scolded me for the nonsense I spoke and told me to take back what I said. I complied though knowing the truth. Night came and I bathe, brushed my teeth and wore white. 'Today was my death' afterall so I sneaked in my covers feeling unbearably cold, I slept not to long. Morning came I woke up and fell back asleep, knowing it was the morning after my death.