“I used to picture myself in an entirely disconnected reality.

“I used to picture myself in an entirely disconnected reality. I used to imagine how people would react to my death— the teacher’s quavering voice as he made the announcement, the shocked faces of my classmates, my locker bedeck with flowers, the stillness of the school corridors, local news analysis, the stoicism of my parents, candlelit vigils— and, finally, my glorious resurrection.”

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