《Watching Grass Grow》Prologue Part 1: The Day I Died

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Death the inevitable outcome of life whether you accept or try to run but from the moment you take your first breath he awaits with his hand outstretched and a smile on his face. So how does someone cope with death, well for me 18 year old Joseph Phisher I wanted to face my death with some pride. Don’t think I’m just some disillusioned child I have no grand belief about death being the next stage in someone’s life or whatever. But I do believe that when someone’s time has finally come helplessly fighting it just hurts more, for you and those you love. This is how I wanted to feel when my time finally came even if it happened tomorrow, to see death coming and know that it’s time. I’m not saying that I won’t have any regrets or I don’t fear death because anyone saying that is either a saint or can lie to himself and that’s not me. What I am saying is when death comes knocking and asks for your name there is only one way you can answer no matter how much you struggle, best to answer him with some dignity.

Know you might be wondering why I’m currently talking to myself, well as you can probably already tell I died congratulations to those who guessed it. And as it turns out there is an afterlife of sort, by that I mean a black void that stretches out everywhere with no body or senses just your own conscious thoughts, best way to cause madness if you ask me. Anyway you probably want to know how I got here, well listen up I’m not saying it again even if you got last. It all started on a Monday morning I woke up a 7:00am and did the usual routine of getting dressed, brushing my teeth and packing my bag with necessities for college lessons. After that I went down stairs to join my family for breakfast, my family is pretty normal perhaps better than average. My mother Elisa and father Robin were both 23 when they had me as their first child, though young they were stable with decent jobs she a nurse he a businessman. But even with their jobs they still put some time aside to spend with each other and their child, not surprising that their free time brought more siblings. I have twin identical sisters Maria and Sophie, only 6 years old with blue eyes and brown pig tails Sophie acts like the leader of the two while Maria is the quiet one.

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Back on topic I finished breakfast before grabbing my stuff and left for college wishing my family well while closing the door. College is a short 30-40 minute walk depending on conditions I knew this would be one of the longer journeys because as I was passing at the top of a T-junction my path was blocked by road works. Here is when things got weird as I was attempting to pass by crossing the road the lane filled up with waiting cars blocking my path. “Beeeeeep” Hearing a loud horn I looked behind me to see the other side of the junction blocked by a truck who swerved mounted the curve and stopped just before hitting a building. An accident I thought wondering if someone got hurt, a commotion drew my attention down the T-junction where a speeding car was closing in on some speed bumps. “It’s going to get worse” I said jinxing myself when the car hit the speed bump causing it to go airborne and It went higher than expected starting to turn end over end like a cartwheel. Remember me saying that I hoped to face death with some dignity well this reaper must have been a newbie because this method of killing me was just childish. With a cartwheeling car heading for me a truck to my right and a barrier on my left it could only end one way which provoked my last words.

“Fuck me”.

I have to say it was pretty painless apart from the initial impact which was strong enough to knock me out ,don’t know what happened after that but I’m confident the car killed me. Why because everything seemed to perfect for a simple accident, I mean seriously it was like Final Destination you see it coming but no matter what you do your already a dead man. Well after my dramatic eviction from life I gained consciousness in this black void and I’ve been replaying the story of my death to myself over and over again to pass the time, makes for a good comedy sketch. This time is different I see or sense a bright light expanding in my vision or presence could this be the next stage of the afterlife or am I simply descending into insanity. Well it looks like I have no choice in whatever it is so let’s just go along with it maybe it can get rid of this boredom.

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