What It’s Like To Witness Death

It was surreal.

I came home in the morning, at like 6AM after work at this shitty bar where I worked as a waiter. All the lights in the house were switched on. My brother came into my room crying and said our dad has passed on.

I ran to the master bedroom and saw my mom crying on the bed. My dad’s lifeless body was laid there, motionless because he was never going to move again…