Becca could feel pain all around her. Everything was blury and the hurt was almost unbearable. She slowly opened her eyes, fearing what she would see. She was greeted with an inky blackness. There was no light, yet she could see. The darkness, she could almost touch it. Chills ran throughout her body and she moved onto her knees. She looked around, hoping someone would appear. But nothing happened. She closed her eyes again, pain striking from every side. It was almost nerve wracking and she cried out. When siguiente she opened her eyes, an amber light swirled around her. Flashes of her life swam before her eyes and she had to keep blinking several times. The más she watched her own life, the más pain she felt. Her life was horrible. Not so much that she wanted to die but enough to make her feel pained and unworthy. The tears flooded her eyes and she blinked them away. Then, amidst the chaos, a voice spoke, filling her with peace.
“GoodBye Little Bird...”
BTW: Becca is in a coma. Not dead. ;D