Category : Books-Fiction

Sub Category : Suspense/Mystery

I see a smiling baby.
Two people playing with her.
These series of images play in my mind like a movie.
I see a careless child, growing into a careless teenager.
I see that teenager in a bed with her partner.
I see her sitting alone in high school.
I see that teenager  crying, one hand wiping her tears and the other on her bloated stomach.
I see her standing on a bridge.
A tear sliding down her cheek.
I see her fall into the water.
Falling,

Falling,


Falling.
I see her struggling to breath.
I see her dying.
I see myself dying.


Oh, I guess my seven minutes are up.



{Hey guys. If u r confused abt the 7 min then just saying, after you are dead, your brain works for only 7 mins where you see your life like a movie. Anyway hoped you like this. This is a part 2 of the story called A Final Glance. Bye!}