My name is Roseanne I'm the average normal looking person and about a week ago. I was told I about to die don't ask me why or how? I was in a car crash I had been banged up so bad that the piece of metal stuck right near my heart. Scary that at any time it can end my life on this plane.
I have had boyfriends in the past but I had been single for three years now before my death. My mate always had this girl get together. Usually it was to do with sex toys and other things. Even though the DR said I was not allowed to do any sexing as my GP put it.
My accident had been the reason; I ended up in hospital for about a month and a half. I had been driving towards my friend's mansion it was icy and snowing then and from the day before. 'BANG'. All I renumber apart from the pain, blood and smell of smoke and well this sound odd but the smell of a man was there odd yeah maybe it was the driver.
Believe it or not people say they see a light at the end of the tunnel. I did but it was him I saw. This was not my sex crazed ex thank god I hope I was not going to hell hopefully considering my life and its bad things.
Well I renumber a man his eyes where so blue that they reflected the light, his hair was black as the raven's feathers and his body looked as if the gods had made it. Its was his robe it was like the grim reaper at Halloween considering it had been Halloween three weeks back. Hearing his voice it sounded like velvet and sweet chocolate hearing my name I stood my anger vibrating I spoke "Who the hell are you," I shouted my heart hammering "How do you know me." My hair matches my temper my hair is red fiery. This is funny my green eyes blaze an emerald colour quite deep if I get pissed off.
Felling his hands grab my upper arms. I gasped his hands where warm and strong but soft he had long fingers, "Roseanne" he whispered but my name came radiating out like an echo. "You where never meant to die like this my love," he said creasing my hair and kissing the top of my head his voice was the one who helped me heal. Suddenly I hear a voice well seems I was pulled out of my dream by another voice.
Later I woke up my dream of him was kept silent and I never told anyone to this day my heartbeats faster when I see him but its only a dream. The police came and interviewed me it seemed the lorry driver had not put special tyres on. Ones the grip the snow well he was dead on impact it seemed that someone had found him dead and then found me breathing and pulled me out.
Now after all my recovering I still have problems my leg was broken in two places. I had scars on my arms and body. The worst part was the lorry or truck what ever you want to call it had sharp metal poles on the back. They had flown off the back one had ended spared through my chest and back. I was lucky to still be alive the doctors had said that the metal tip could not be removed, as there was problem's it was stuck and I had had enough surgery for once.
