Face to face with dead

  Face to face with death 

Have you ever had a near death experience?. More than eight years ago when I was just a little girl, I had a somewhat close experience with death that was terribly traumatic for me. 

I clearly remember the sound of festive music and laughter, from everyone around me. It all started in the morning, my bad mood could be seen on my face just by looking at me, I hated the holidays, especially if the school asked us to show up that day. To my bad luck it was like this.

"Las fiestas de Quito" my whole class was preparing for that great day for a couple of weeks, I even had to join them, although I reluctantly did, I kindly asked my mother to paint the flag on my cheek, when I remember the smell of paint it gives me a chill, it was like rotten or something like that, but, I still had to endure it. After that, when I managed to adapt a little to the disgusting smell it had, I managed to get on the school transport, I could see a lot of red and blue decorations everywhere, they were really beautiful, thanks to that I was able to have a better mood. About an hour passed after my trauma with the painting, until finally I got to school, when I got off the bus I let out a sigh and went to my class trying to fill myself with positive thoughts, everyone around me was dancing and laughing except me, as I made my way to my classroom, a girl with a big smile gave me a plastic flag, when I received it I could feel that it was really thin, how do they manage to make them so thin? I asked myself and went on my way.

The rest of my morning was pretty normal, it even got better, or so I thought.  I was in my classroom writing in my diary while I ate a hot dog, which by the way was delicious, the sausage was just right and the bread was a little toasted as I like it. We were at recess and I remember that I did not go out because everyone was dancing outside, they had brought a colloquial band. I was enjoying my solitude when a friend entered the room very agitated and asked me to come out to dance with her, to which I refused, I hadn't mentioned it, but I hated dancing, I was very boring at the time apparently, she tried to persuade me for a few more minutes, spoiler, she couldn't. When she saw that I was not going to achieve anything, she decided to opt for her plan B, she grabbed my arm with great force and pulled me out, this caused me to throw away my diary and what was left of my hot dog, It was really sad, but already I had no choice but to leave the classrom, I was paralyzed for a moment when I saw how many people were in the place, there were too many, but my friend took me out of my boxes, starting to give me many, many, but when I refer to many it is because there were too many turns, I had started to get dizzy, I couldn't even see well, my head hurt and I felt like I was going to throw up.

For her part, I don't know what was going on in her head at the time, but after a while she let go of me and the last thing I remember well of that moment, was that I went straight to a big wall with many edges and everything went black, It didn't take many minutes until I regained consciousness and got up from the ground, my friend's horrified face still haunts me, when she saw me she began to give terrifying screams and I was in deep confusion so I decided to rub my eyes to see better, everything was still blurry, when my hands came back from my eyes I could notice something red on my hand, it was blood, a lot of blood, even the floor tiles began to stain with it. My face was silently watching the blood, but my friend screamed and screamed until my teacher realized it, she started screaming much louder when she saw me, that made me react and start screaming in horror, everyone stopped dancing and laughing, a circle had formed around me, nobody did anything, they only saw me traumatized, my teacher separated the circle and took me to the bathroom, to try to stop the bleeding, leaving a path of blood that led to me. I had lost so much blood that I had become dizzy again, the feeling was disgusting, everything turned black again, but I tried not to faint, I had seen so many movies in which the people bled and if they closed their eyes they would never wake up again, that I was shaken by it, but finally I didn't make it and closed them. 

Finally, while I was unconscious again, I could see many of my memories go through my mind, I can say that I saw my life pass before my eyes, it seemed that I was dying, at school... what a nightmare. If you ask, I did not die, I woke up on a hideous hospital gurney with a bandage that covered half of my face, at first it was relief for me, but when I saw my shirt, I visualized it with too much blood still on it, I was  more scared, my parents were not with me, apparently the school had not informed them of my "little" accident, or that is how I described it hours later to my mother. Since that day I have been improving but I still have a scar on the upper right part of my face, which reminds me of that day as one of the worst. But even so after so many years, now I can laugh of this anecdote and remember that it will not always go well for me.

If you had a near death experience don't forget to tell me.

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Author: Amira Vilatuña