It was strange that I had enough knowledge to know that.. I was dead. My soul was some were else other than my body. The pain, the loss... Gone... But yet I had enough knowledge that I was dead. Maybe everyone who dies knows when there dead. But we can't hear their thoughts.
I Kaliah Maine had an amazing life... Until it happened, 'it' made my world crash my heart break to pieces. Now I am relieved of the pain and agony I once feared it's gone. It's all over.
For once I thought it wouldn't end, but it did. It is. It sometimes amazes me that one single thing can ruin your life, but if you think about it, it's true. The main reason of it is because of people. How is the knowledge still here with me? Thinking and pondering without living. Then suddenly I hear beeping, A annoying monotone beeping.
How could this be? I was alive. I felt something warm on my hand. I think it's a hand. Then suddenly I see. But I'm not in my body. I see it. Myself. We're my soul should be. But it's in the air.
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Hey guys! I've made this book over a year ago, kept it as a draft, and never got back to it, so now I'm finally publishing it, I'm going to try to write more again and write on a regular basis. But thanks guys
-Isa_Belle_Ringing
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The Death Of Her
General FictionKaliah Maine is dead. She knows it, too. She's trying to fight against it, and try to come back for her family. She just has to figure out how. And it's not easy.
