It was one regular day, just like everyone that i ever had...till this day.

The clouds were moving just like they should, the sun kept on doing his part and the wind outside couldn't stop. Normality was in there...except one thing, the thing that always gets my attention on every awakening, that one detail which makes the difference. Where my feelings went, my sensations??

I admit, what a dillema...anything like that ever happened to me before and i didn't know if i should panic or stayed calm. I thought the first was the right one...i still think that and probably was the certain decision to take. Anyway, passing that...i went to the bathroom and played my usual routine of the morning, even if it seemed that anything happened during that period of time. Ok, i know, i didn't tell what i did on the bathroom, specifically...but that's private!!

After any usual morning routine, i got out of house and went to school...but wait, something was missing...i knew that i should have said or done something...I KNOW, i got to say good-bye of my family, of course...i'm so forgotten!! I went back, opened the door and shout my normal good-bye thing...but no one answered back which is weird. Perhaps they got mad at me...well, i needed to got going, so i went to school anyway. But as far as i went, everything started to seem even weird...where is all the freaking people??

I didn't know, but that was a normal thing at the time...i couldn't know, it was my first time at that...but yes, as you may already thought, i freaked out, obviously. I ran so much, so that my legs started to feel...wait a second, since that morning, i couldn't feel a thing...so that was why i didn't fell the obviously tiredness neither the wind being cut by my running...what the fuck was happening??

Then, i saw someone, i remember that...i ran at her, one strange and very violent lady...i asked her if everything was ok at the weather (stupid question, now i know) but she didn't answered back the rude and mean woman. But i asked that same thing over and over at those blind people who ignored me...till some man looked at me and covered his head with some kind of black hood and waited for me. He was tall and unfriendly by his looks, wearing a cloak as long as him and got a bag with him...till this day, i don't know what that bag had and i'll ask him that right away...so, i approached and asked him:

- What is going one, why anyone answers me??
- You don't know, right?? - he answered me with that strong and powerful voice of him which has a very distinguished breath.

I answered then:

- Well, of course not...so, why i can't feel since this morning or whatever and no one answers me??

He said, very calm and taking his hood down:

- Because you're dead since two days ago and only now you accepted that.