I only saw death through an observer perspective with my grandparents and through my job as a nurse.

I always knew death comes for all, but to experience it is a different matter.

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Some say in death we experience our greatest memories or the people that we love.

For others, it is a silent journey.

For me, it was a thought of concern for my family. I didn't have many friends and my family was therefore more important. As a part Italien it is a bit stereotypical.

I tried to remember why I am dying, but my memory is a bit muddled.

I was going to work with my bike and then I was here dying on the ground.

I am tired. I want to sleep.