I was human. Was.

I was depressed.

I want nothing but death to come to me.

And then it happened, 

I remember every second of my death.

I remember what I wished for in the brink of my death.

I wish, I can tell other people that life is hard, but death is harder.

I wish, I can tell other people to stop thinking that death is the only solution.

I wish, I can tell them.

I wish.

it was 11:11 pm, 12 December 2012.

it was snowing hard that day.

it was so cold.

I was hit by a drunken mad man car.

I was numb.

I see a lot of blood around me. My blood to be exact.

I remember his face clearly.

I remember his horrified face.

I remember how fast his car runaway from my lifeless body.

I remember it very clearly.

And I also remember,

the very next day when I woke up with a new identity.