It's raining today, everybody is running trying to protect themselves from the dripping drops from sky, but I am not affected from rain, I never was, because there are very few things in my life which made me feel alive and rain is one of them.
Now, I am not breathing 'cause I don't need to breathe, this is absurd, this doesn't feel real. I am standing beside the lifeless body of mine, it was lying there on the street. Though I never was happy as a living person, I never imagined my death, not atleast at the age of twenty one. It has been five or six minutes that I have left my body and my memories of the last phase of my life is already blurt, its fading. Though I remember I never loved living, I was not noticed by anybody. I just existed.
My watch says it's four in the morning. My watch, I always wore it cause it was my twentieth birthday gift, I never liked parties, I was left alone always, So, my mom cooked fried rice and gifted me this watch. It's precious for me.
I think it's dawn already even though my watch says 4 o'clock. There comes a newspaper boy. He is looking at my way, I don't know why but his eyes are bulging from his socket. Oh boy be careful! He tried to control his astonishment but failed and he fell from his cycle. Poor thing, then I realized he noticed me, I mean my body. I had never been noticed in this kind of way. Now, he is screaming, screeching and freaking which attracted a lot of people, I hate crowds. This boy is freaking me out.
One man standing behind me said, "I am a doctor, let me check". "What do you want to check? I am dead". I screamed. But he didn't listen to me, maybe he couldn't hear me. He sat beside my body and declared "She is no more". The crowd lost its cool and started babbling nonsense things together like let's take her to the hospital. I mean why the hell would you take a dead girl to the hospital. Just inform her parents. Thinking about my parents made my stomach churn. I mean my fake stomach. God this is confusing! One woman from the crowd searched through my pockets and took out my dear mobile phone which was also precious for me. Though it was not a gift. Now, she is calling my parents Gods Of Olympus!