Olivia
Do you have any idea what it’s like to die?
Yeah, me neither. I don’t remember any of it. I mean, I wasn’t in my body, so I didn’t feel anything. I don’t know if it hurt. I don’t know if it was scary to stop breathing, or if it was peaceful. I didn’t see any lights or angels or the Goddess, or the face of my grandma coming to welcome me home.
Nope, none of that.
Just the feeling of falling through the darkness, for a really, really long time. Like so long, that I got bored with the sensation and wondered if it was ever going to end. And then, like when you are falling in a dream, right when you should have splattered on the sidewalk and died, I jerked awake.
And the first thing I became aware of was the fact that my throat hurt like a mother f.ucker. Again. The second
