[ WP ] Someone finds their own corpse

It didnt feel like me. I stared into those lifeless eyes and looked with contempt the wrinkled, dry body, and saw *something*. I knew it was me, although I hated that it was. The hair was grey and long. The only question in my mind when I saw me was, was I really that old? 
 
 Seeing myself dead made me think. I thought back on my life, and reminded myself of all my deeds, good and bad. I reminded myself of my first love, the way her eyes lit up, and starting into them warmed my heart. I reminded myself of the time I graduated, watching the pride on my fathers face, flood over him like the ocean tide. I recalled going on vacation with my closest friends, and spending the warm summer nights out in the open, gazing at the stars. And as I recalled this, it was almost as if my body before me slowly returned to life. 
 
 But it was many years ago. The bitter thought stood out among the otherwise joyful mess in my head. And slowly, the small bit of life that I had seen, faded again. It was so long ago since I even spoke to my friends. My parents were long gone from this world. Suddenly, these happy memories didnt feel as happy. They reminded me of all that I had once had, all that I've since lost. 
 
 *I am alone! * 
 
 I did n't like the way my body stared back at me. Every second I looked into those faded eyes were filled with grief. I took it out to my backyard and had it burried. 
 
 Now I lay here in the cold, dark place that is my property, and I wait. I wait for the hunger and thirst to consume me, and take the last bit of pain away. After all, all I saw in the mirror was my own corpse, although I did n't want to recognize it. Untill I did.
