Last Memories

Still I do not regret taking it from Dana. Dear Dana. Will she be angry?

Oh no. It is speeding up. 

'Fifteen seconds' Was that God? 

Fifteen seconds?

What?

Okay, okay...

Now ten.

Last moments.

Crap.

Three.

I am eating dinner with my family, we are joking and slightly drunk. My uncle drops his slice of beef in his wine glass. 

Two.

I am singing with my friends, despite the fact I cannot sing and everyone's eyes are bright and we are smiling.

One.

Heidi and Miss Davis fill my hugging arms. We are laughing.

I smile. 

This is what I have been waiting for. 

The End

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