Never Drink Moonshine

Date: 6/1/2018

I don’t even know where to begin with this. So I was at school, and two twins were telling me about their awards, one girl went to region 20 and 1 and 10 and a lot of others. I told her I went to region 10 and 11 (Arabian horseshows). She showed me her awards, and her sister showed me some of her gymnastics awards. Later that night I went to some friends house I think, idk where it was. No one was there besides me and one other girl, and she was a sweet girl too. Someone’s big sister came in and offered us Moonshine, isnt that a cowboy term for like wine or something? But I drank a little less than half a glass, and the other girl did too. Next thing I remember was waking up. I was at home, and I walked out. My grandma looked at me and looked sad. I knew I had died at that point, I asked her how. She said that I was crazy and got on a horse and raced down the street and hit a telephone pole wire thing. The shock killed me. I was upset because I had so much life prepared for me, and I had so much I wanted to do. I went to school, I told everyone and that I had appreciated them and so on. I asked Grace a few questions and she answered them. I went home and my mom and sister were surprised to see me. I laid in my room and fell asleep. The next day my mom and sister were having fun without me, going somewhere with my sisters dad. I realized then how my death wouldn’t affect them. I was in the car with my grandma later and I asked how long I would stick around for. She said anywhere within a few days to give months. Then I think I woke up.