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I opened my eyes trying to remember what had happened to me, then I remembered what they had said to me earlier. I muttered “going to my funeral?”

What was that?! maybe they were just kidding with me and it was just a joke but I couldn’t get it or something?! How could anyone go to his funeral? And why? I didn’t do anything bad to anyone in my life! Who could hate me to that degree and why he wants me dead?!

That was so strange and my mind didn’t get it. I felt a strong headache that hammered my head. Pressed on my nerves and on my...