Alaina

All I can see is white, the walls the floor and ceiling. I stand up and the scene changes; I'm now standing on grass, I look at my surroundings to see that I'm at a cemetery, in the distance I can see a group of people. 

I start walking towards them past all the tombstones of lost loved ones, I try my best not to step on anyone's grave. As I get closer I see that the group are dressed in all black, the closer I get the better I am at seeing their faces; I stop dead in my tracks when I see my family and friends there crying their eyes out. 

Confused I walk to the grave and read the tombstone, when I read it all the air leaves my body and I drop to the ground, written on the tombstone is 

Alaina Ginger Rose

July 3, 1999-May 13,2017

Loving daughter gone too soon

I look back at my friends and family "I'm here" I say as I get up "Mom I'm not dead I'm right here" I run to Camer