I quote Dumbledore from Harry Potter because thats the first thing that comes to my mind when 'Death' comes up(It was the central theme of the whole series...) Yeah, a morbid topic, but you'll find out why I'm writing about it. Being the detached-from-reality and fantasy-loving girl that I am, I always thought I'd die a dramatic death...you know, with my life flashing before my eyes, remembering the people I loved- family, friends and the sort. Yeah yeah, call me weird for thinking about such things but even you must've contemplated your death at least once...
My brain shoved out everything except the understanding that I was going to die. It only caused me to panic and retch all the more. Dad was shouting instructions to me but I couldn't comprehend...couldn't speak...couldn't breathe...couldn't live.
I dont exactly remember what happened next, but I guess I managed to get a hold of myself and calm down. I was shivering uncontrollably, tears streaming down my face, My breathing was ragged, but at least I was breathing!
As I write this down, it sounds really silly. But the fear that I had felt during that moment left me paralyzed...unable to do anything. Nothing mattered at that moment, not any person, not any thing. You don't even remember your achievements and success and other such bullshit. Its just plain, cold fear that wraps its arms around you.
I wonder if anything can be learned from this. Enjoy the moment, cause you can drop dead any second? In the end, material gains are not gonna matter anyway? No? Ah well...forgive me for the pointless post then, but I just had to write it down...
So, dying of a choked nose...definitely dramatic, but no thanks...I'll pass!