The clock ticks.

The clock ticks continuously one time, with the passing of your life, it stops. And the silence echoing afterwards is a big void ready to pop, and be eternally as this, since you wasted your ride, the only chance you had in life, discovering so many things but at the final,not remembering a brink. Only the people dear throughout your time, flash before your eyes from three to seven minutes, letting you review the best of memories you've made, one last time. It is the Brain's choice, before dying, you wince, but at least fading images will make you feel grateful of the chance you've had in this beautiful,cruel world.