I felt the chair give way from under me. I knew that soon, my misery would be over. I could finally be at peace, not to live in constant fear. My chest was tightening up, by now I thought I would be struggling to free myself. I guess this really was the right choice. The room around me started to look like a tv struggling to get signal. You know the ones where if you move the antenna just right then the picture would be clear again. I knew that wasn’t going to happen for me. My parent wouldn’t find me until it was too late. Not that they’d care, nobody would care. Slowly the burning in my chest went away. The pictures around me were slowly fading to black. I smiled knowing I was finally free.

My eyes flashed opened. Dazed and confused I took in my surroundings. I saw my body, like a Christ,as ornamental from a tree. If my body is there… then how am I conscious? I looked around. Though I could see everythingm it was as if I was staring in through a fogged window. The door to my bedroom swung open, with such force the whole house must of shook. It was like a movie playing out in front of me. My father cutting the rope from the ceiling. My mother crying and screaming for me to be okay. “You’re parent do care gravely about you.” I spun to the unknown voice. There stood a man, holding a scythe, wearing a long black robe. Snorting a turned back to the scene in front of me. My ,other was now on the phone, presumably with 911, my father doing his best at CPR. “If they cared about me they sure never showed it until now. Let me guess you must be death here to take me to my new home.”

“Not quite young one. Though I am death, it is not your time. You still have those who care about you a great deal. Though with how close you have come to entering my realm, I do give you this warning. When I return you to your earthly body, you may notice a few changes. Do not be frightened though.”

“But I don’t want to go back! That’s the whole point of this!” I gestured to the scene, paramedics have now arrived.

“I will explain more when I can. In the meantime, please call my Grimm. It won’t be the last we meet.” He took my hand, and placed something inside it. With a tap to my forehead, the world went dark again.

My throat was bruning, and my chest felt heavy. Opening my eyes I swore I was in heaven. So much light a brightness, I was happy. I succeeded. Or at least I thought until I looked over to see my mother sleeping in a chair, my hand in hers. Her eyes have sunken in, her hair, a birds nest now. I squeezed her hand with as much strength as I could muster. Her eyes fluttered open. The once vibrant blue they were, now a dull gray. Maybe Grimm was right. Maybe they do care. “Maesi? Sweetheart?” I looked over at her, her voice rough. “Oh sweetheart you’re awake! Let me ring the doctor! We were worried you wouldn’t wake up again! It’s been so long!” She was rambling, but what did she mean by long? I was only out for a day wasn’t I? I tried asking her how long but no sound came out. Putting a finger to my lip my mother silenced me. “Wait for the doctor sweetheart. He’ll be here in a moment. I’m going to text your father.” She released my hand grabbing her phone. I looked over to my other side and there sat a small night stand. On it sat some flowers and cards, my childhood stuffed animal, and a necklace I’ve never seen before. “You’re father will be here as soon as possible, he’s leaving work now.” I looked back over at my mother.

The doctor came into my room a shot while later.