This is crazy to me since violent crime on the whole is down . You knock two buildings down and a nation goes insane with fear for decades . The sad truth is this is what terrorists winning looks like . They make a stink and then their enemies kill each other arguing about who will fart next . It ' s surprisingly effective yet utterly stupid . The average tv watching american seems to think they are moments away from mortal danger despite you know , still being alive and not knowing a single murder victim . The only thing this christian nation has faith in is fear . <| sep |> I ' m surprised it ' s at 2000 on a Sunday . <| sep |> Icy air sharply filled my lungs . I gasped and choked on the oxygen that filled my body . Awareness slowly came to me as I struggled to master my breathing . The edges of my vision were strangled by blackness . VisionSlower still , I started to understand what I saw . I was on my knees recently collapsed from well I wasn ' t sure of that yet . My hands were palm down on the cold metal ground that supported my body . I felt the light brush of some garment around my torso and lower extremities . It felt like a dress . It felt as if my head would explode , the pressure was almost too much to bear . Vision still clouded , I lifted my head and attempted to discern where I was . The blurry visage before my eyes only told me that I was in a room that I could not see the other side of , and that blinding lights on either side of me assisted in keeping my eyes nearly useless . My chest wasn ' t heaving air in and out of my lungs as forcefully now . Breathing almost normal now , a thousand thoughts assaulted my still contorted and confused mind . Where am I ? Who am I ? Even still more signals from my body pounded my brain relentlessly , almost out of my control . So hungryThirsty . Pain everywhere No . not pain , different . Cold . So very cold . I died . My confusion was abruptly torn into unrelenting fear . Why would the afterlife feel so awful ? Unless I wasn ' t dead But the memories mercilessly forced their way deeper into my mind and I became aware of a life long ago . One memory took control of all my senses making it nearly reality . I was dying . Alone , afraid and in a dark depression . I was lying on a stiff bed and there were tubes and wires and machines attached to me in various places . The smell of antibacterial cleaner and misery filled my nose . Lights much too bright cast the shadow of a human figure that stood before my bed , holding a clip board and muttering on about my options . They were few and I knew the outcome . I would die shortly after he left me alone again . As suddenly as the memory had come it was gone , flittering from my conscious . I tried to grasp for the memory , but I ' d have better luck grabbing onto smoke rising from a fire . The memory dissolved and I was again aware that my shivering body was kneeling on the floor . Oh , she ' s awake ! Exclaimed a voice unfamiliar to me . I hadn ' t been aware of anyone else around me . The voice wrought fear to the forefront of my awareness . I tried to scream as something grabbed me and forced me to my feet but all I heard was a pitiful girlish whimper . Standing seemed a monumental task , both for my fear and the immense weakness my legs felt . I looked at my arm to see what held me , and upon it was a females hand , gently guiding me passed the blinding lights . A few paces passed the horrible lights there was something that resembled a bed , which she encouraged me to sit on . Vision now clearing , I was able to see the woman who had held me . She was slightly taller than me and slender . She wore her auburn hair in a tidy bun , wrapped in a humble braid . Her garb was that of any other nurse my mind recalled seeing . Seafoam green scrubs and a badge pinned above her breast that my eyes wouldn ' t permit me to read . Her black heels cracked against the hard floor as she walked to a desk a few feet from where I now sat . I strained to see where I had been kneeling on the floor before and realization wracked my still sluggish mind . Directly behind where I had been kneeling was a large metallic tube with pipes flanking the sides and a glass window placed on its door , which was wide open . The tube was my chamber . I ' d been frozen , moments before dying , in that cryogenic chamber . Are you sure ? The doctor had calmly asked me a hundred times . Each time I told him the same thing . I ' m going to die . I ' m 26 years old and I have no one left . Have you ever seen anyone visit me the last 8 months doctor ? Not one person . Freeze me . Maybe I ' ll wake up someday with a purpose . I ' d always said this with crushing sadness , but I had resolved to at least attempt to get one victory over the cancer that ate my lungs . I beat it ? My already warped mind was rocked by realization . I ' d just woken up , after dying . I was very much alive . I inhaled too sharply in the attempt to ask the nurse a question and won another coughing fit for my efforts . She returned to my side and before I could react put a needle into my arm and pressed the plunger . I only stared stupidly as amber liquid was injection into my veins . I instantly started to feel more alert . Whatever she ' d injected me with made me feel markedly better than I had seconds before . Again I attempted to ask the nurse my most pressing question . Is it gone ? ! I had nearly shouted the words , but had no intended to do so . The cancer , will I live ? Did I beat it ? I stammered on , assailing the poor woman with a barrage of questions . How long was I frozen ? Where am I ? My voice was unfamiliar to me , it seemed so far away . The nurse regarded me amusingly . Yes dear girl , you will survive . The year is 2083 and you are in an advanced medical care facility not far from where you were frozen . Her voice was kindly and smooth . She hadn ' t hesitated to say the words even as they hit me like a baseball bat to the chest . 60 years . A whole lifetime , gone . So bittersweet . Even so , I was alive . I could live an entire life . For the first time , in what seemed like my entire life I had hope . I had a future . One I wanted to start immediately . When can I leave ? The words burst from me without manner or couth . Again she held an amused look on her face . She seemed almost placid . She spoke with the same soothing gentle tone as before . Try not to think of that just now . You need to recover . Then we can begin . She turned back to the desk where she prepared different medical implements . I hadn ' t understood what she wanted to begin but I didn ' t want to argue with her . She was right my body was barely able to hold me upright . I wouldn ' t be going anywhere for at least a few hours , maybe not a few days . That thought saddened me greatly , but it was necessary . After a few days in my bright hospital room I had felt almost entirely like myself again . The headaches ceased , I sated my incredible hunger with real food and drank water as if it were the most delicious thing in the world . I had asked on several occasions to go outside and get fresh air , as for some odd reason my room had no windows . I ' d been denied each time with some form of cheap excuse and was growing impatient with the placid nurses . There were three of them that tended me , and beyond them I saw not another soul . They were remarkably similar . They shared a similar facial structure and body build . Each had different color of hair , one with auburn , one with blonde and one with bleached white . They were all young and each shared a soothing , placid voice . I was too consumed with my fantasies of living again to notice how odd all this was . Deep in my conscious I think I knew something was wrong , but I never looked into it severely enough to discover what .