[ WP ] All people born have a number engraved on their skin , and for the past few centuries , the number has been gradually going down . You are number one

Today is my is my funeral, everyone gathering around and crying, but I do n't really care. In the funeral procession I see myself, weird that. I'm still upset about the whole dying thing but it happens, time to move on I guess. I just wish someone would find my hat, my favorite hat, just so I could take it with me. 
 Anyways it's time to go now. Time to go beyond. I head towards the light that has been growing bigger and bigger since I died. As I'm about to cross over I take one more look back at my grave. They had to extend it to fit my name, ha the things you think about now. I take one last look at it, Smitty Werbenjagermanjenson it reads. I smile and then accept what lies next.
