Dead for 30 minutes

My body just went in that awful coffin. It was dark inside with a glimpse of light but with a horrible loud noise ringing in my ears. I want to stand up and shout out loud to stop that noise which is killing me more than I am. I am already dead in there, can’t stand up, can’t move, can’t talk and can’t breathe. I want everything to end up quickly, but can’t tell anybody. I thought it was going to be easier than that.

I wonder why do people say when somebody dies, that he is now resting in peace!

What a terrible feeling, at least when I was alive and in my bed sleeping, I could move from side to side, stretch my legs or curl them up, bend my knees or straight them up. I can talk in my sleep, can breathe, can dream, can laugh and then wake up whenever I am ready to do so.

But now, what am I doing? What am I waiting for? Any signals?

Don’t know the time, doesn’t matter anyway. No body is around me, where did all the people go to? Why am I abandoned ? Where is my family? Where are my friends? I feel so lonely now, after having such a big company all the time. No one can see me or hear me, even if they were here right now.

30 minutes of boredom, lonliness, darkness, stillness and loud noise. Then, they pull out my coffin into the light and I can see a face looking at me and telling me “Welcome” 7amdellah 3ala el salama.

My MRI is finished.


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