Posted by Anonymous on 2012/10/15 under Uncategorized Everyone gets a feeling sooner or later. Some, earlier than others, some after they’ve passed. But me, I’m 14 years old, and I feel like death is living with me, just waiting for me. Every night, I feel if someone is whispering in my ear. “Come along, Melissa, your time is running out…..Tick tock goes the clock, your time goes ever faster, tick tock goes the clock, its time to meet your master….Tick tock goes the clock, Death, he comes to haunt you, He’ll stay close by. No need to cry, your life will end and peace for you comes by”
It haunts me, and everytime I hear, or seem to hear it, my back, right behind my heart, burns me, like I’m being scarred. Other times its my ribs, other times i can’t breath. But, he’s waiting for all of us, in the end, all of us to…show ourselves to him and let him take us. Maybe that’s where we belong. After all, he’ll call. Maybe its time I answered…