Dear Twin Sister (On-Hold) - (For Editing)

IX

Dear Diary,

I died today.

Kelly and I fought once again.

She said she still hated me.

She said I would never be forgiven.

I couldn't take it anymore. I couldn't take any of it.

The poolside was empty and my thoughts got the best of me.

I found myself crouched on the end and feeling the water.

It looked like I was playing, I believe.

I was checking how cold it was.

I wanted to have an idea of what it would feel like when I dove and passed into the afterlife.

Then, I said my last prayers and Jumped in.

I assumed death to be something extraordinary.

They usually said, your whole life would flash before your eyes but nothing flashed. I didn't see anything.

Worse of all, I can't remember anything.

I jumped in and then everything was dark and then there was light.

The first thing I saw on returning from the entrance of the afterlife was a boy. A very cute boy.

He looked worried and scared and then there was a hint of relief.

That he hadn't seen a girl die in front of him.

Or that he hadn't been performing CPR on a dead body.

So I yelled at him.