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...It was like a scene in a movie when the girl has a nightmare. She locks
her knees, pushes out her elbows, opens up her eyes and screams. Only
I had no knees and no elbows. My eyes were blank, and my scream was
silent. Thats when I knew I was dead.
I looked down from where I hovered and saw myself, a clear overall
view. I looked pretty bad, really messed up and surprised to be lying,
twisted like a pretzel, in a pile of twigs and dirty slush. Bare trees, etched
black against a dark gray sky, shivered above my body. They looked cold
and bare. I looked cold and half-bare...