It was then I realized that unless I left my life for a while, I could never properly get it over with this temporary eeriness around me. Wherever I went, people were going to kill me slowly with their clumsiness towards afterdeath thus enhancing my deprivation. All of a sudden, I started seeing walls rushing forth and trying to entrap me.. the place seemed smaller than ever... it was now a cell... a prison... faces were coming closer murmuring, "She is dead!"... faces with eyes wide open ... "She's dead!" .... the voices echoed among creaky walls approaching... "So sorry.... so sorry.... so sorry.... sorry.....sorry....."