The Lovely Bones Monologue

I was slipping away, thats what it felt like, life was leaving me, but I
wasnt afraid; then I remembered: There was something I was
meant to do; somewhere I was meant to be. I was in the blue
horizon between heaven and earth. The days were unchanging and
every night I dream the same dream. The smell of damp earth. The
scream no one heard. The sound of my heart beating like a hammer
against cloth and I would hear them calling, the voices of the dead. I
wanted to follow them to find a way out but I would always come
back to the same door. And I was afraid. I knew if I went in there I
would never come out. When my mother came to my room, I
realized that all this time, I had been waiting for her. I had been
waiting so long, I was afraid she wouldnt come. Nobody notices
when we leave. I mean, the moment when we really choose to go. At
best you might feel, a whisper or the wave of a whisper, undulating
down. My name is Salmon, like the fish. First name: Susie. I was 14
years old, when I was murdered on December 6th 1973. I was here
for a moment, and then I was gone.