The night I knew I was Dying

"I was in my apartment when I suddenly knew I was dying. Not because anything was visibly wrong—I just felt it, like a switch flipped. My hands went numb first, then I couldn't feel the floor under my feet. I remember trying to call someone, but I couldn't remember any numbers. I kept thinking I should leave a note, but I couldn't remember what I wanted it to say. The room started tilting, and the light from the window got brighter even though it was nighttime. Then I was outside, lying on cool grass under a sky full of stars. I wasn't scared anymore, just tired. I could hear someone calling my name from far away, but I didn't want to get up. I woke up right before everything went quiet, heart pounding, and for a few seconds I couldn't tell if I was still dreaming."