She could feel her body stop struggling as it was too weak...

But the burning.

The burning was the worst.

The burning she felt form the icy cold water,

the burning she felt in her lungs as they ran out of oxygen,

the burning she felt inside of her nose...

It was everywhere.

On her skin,

On her once icy blue eyes,

On her once beautiful young face,

On her dark wet hair...

Death was everywhere.

It seemed like something tottaly unexpected.

The death of the young woman was something so...Sureal.

It seemed like she would live forever.

With that smile always adorning her face.

Not a fake smile to cover pain.

Not a fake smile to forget a dark past.

A genuine smile.

A genuine happy smile.

A smile that showed gratitude.

She had been grateful.

Every single day she had been grateful.

For she was alive.

She could see, hear, smell, taste and feel perfectly.

She could move every limb of her body normally.

Yes, she was grateful for having lived such a life.

She had had friends.

She had had a man by her side that loved her and she loved him.

Even in death, Linda Hovet had that genuine smile on her face;

As in she really was to a better, peacefull place.

Even in death, Linda Hovet was grateful.

She was grateful death hadn't had come earlier, giving her time

to experience,

to make mistakes,

to learn,

to love,

To live!

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