Life and death... well mostly death.

I drift into a room full of people.
Sad looking people.
I am wondering why they look so bleary eyed and quite frankly pitiful.  I spot one of my close friends in the crowd, I walk over to her and tap her on the shoulder, she jumps but continues her conversation with a man i have never seen before.  I say her name and she looks around like she was listening to wind.  I get frustrated and YELL her name, she promptly excuses herself and runs to the bathroom to dab at her mascara teared cheeks.
I stay and take in my surroundings, I am in a church...
I see my family all in a line talking to people i know and people i may have seen once or twice in my life but who cares...   I follow the line of my family, and see a wooden box.... I freeze.
Click
        Click......Click.   Everything snaps into place.
I run over to the casket,  Not believing who lies there... Its me.  Im not breathing,  Why am I not breathing!!!
I try to get my brothers attention but he looks forlorn and confused.  This cannot be happening i think.  Then Click, i remember now, the bright lights the beeping machines, the muffled voices.
Then the long everlasting beeeeeeep.
The realization hits me lick a stone wall......  

 I'M DEAD.

I pay attention in earnest now,  I look to see who actually came to my funeral.  wonder if i can comfort my family, think of things i never got to do because of my untimely death, but i don't have much time before the light that has been following me around completely envelopes me....
I will be fine.  No one makes it out alive anyways.