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Death isn't the End, It's Merely a Beginning!

 Welcome Back, dearest readers! This is a story about the moment a young girl finds out that her life is ending and her future reaction. It describes her emotions and what she is thinking in the mentioned moment of crisis. I hope you guys enjoy it!

When I first got to know that I had a year of life left, that I was suffering from stage 4 leukemia; I didn't feel depression overwhelm my thoughts. I didn't feel the desolation stop me from smiling as much as before... I had accepted that there would be a moment when my veins would be barren from the usually flowing red liquid. I had accepted that there would be a moment when my parents wouldn't be able to feel the steady thumping when they placed their heads over my chest. I had accepted that there would be a moment when my alveolus wouldn't absorb the Carbon Dioxide out of my red blood cells. I had accepted death and greeted it as a friend...

What I did feel was the scarcity of time. I felt as if I hadn't fulfilled all my dreams. I felt the absence of thrill in my life, and I wanted to feel the adrenaline rush through my blood vessels before my heart stopped beating. So that's what I did...

My hands tore through the winds, each atom of nitrogen colliding with my skin. I felt the exhilaration in the pits of my stomach, each time growing more intense. My breath hitched as my parachute was opened by the instructor that accompanied me. Holding onto the strings attached to my vest, I shouted as loudly as I could, enjoying the tingling sensation on each part of my body. My face was tired of smiling but I couldn't seem to stop the corner of my mouth from twitching upwards. This was what I yearned for, this is how I wanted to spend the last of my days. Not cooped up in a hospital while the doctors interlaced needles through my veins trying to save a hopeless cause, no I didn't want that. I wanted to spend my days sky diving off of planes while yelling till my lungs gave out...

I adjusted my mask wired to my oxygen tank, my body fitted in a tight bathing suit ready for diving in. I held my breath before jumping headfirst into the vastness of the ocean. I could hear my parents cheering me on over the gurgling of the water. I felt a hand grip mine; I looked up to find my coach leading me towards the deep end where I would be able to marvel at the beauty of nature. The salt-dissolved water felt cold against my protected body, as I moved my hands in a forever-circling motion, gazing at the schools of fishes passing by. I smiled through my mask, craving for more species as I swam through the pacific. A hand gripped my shoulder telling me to look at the beauty waiting for me.

I swerved to the left to see the marvelous sight greet my eyes with utmost elegance. The water enveloped its body as it swam gracefully around my legs, keeping its distance. I heard the chattering of its teeth as it communicated with its fellow companions. Its grey skin glinted in the ocean, contradicting the blue water. I watched with fascination as the dolphin left with its family to get a swig of breath before continuing its journey. I felt unbelievably happy; this was what life was supposed to be about. It wasn't about stressing on and on if you would get into your dream college or get hired as an employee in the company of your choice. It was about the moments you spent enjoying with your close ones, the days you truly felt complete...

I held my little sister's hand as we climbed the mountain towards the waterfall waiting for us. The sun shining in all its glory above my head, the birds whispering all around me. My feet sunk into the inch-deep mud as each step took a painfully long time. I watched as my sister smiled before pointing at the waterfall in front of us. It was beautiful, to say the least. The colorless water mixed with the shining rays emitted by the sun, creating a halo around the scenery. The water touched the ground 5 meters below the starting point of the fall making it safe for tourist jumping. Desire suddenly burst out inside of me, as I ran towards the awaiting water. I carefully stepped over towards the stairs made out of stone to reach the top of the fall from where I would be jumping along with my sister.

My feet flew through the stairs and before I knew it, I had safely reached the top. I pulled the rubber band from my hair and let the last strands lose before jumping towards the glistening water. My screams of pleasure could be heard from a mile away as I felt the adrenaline rush through me. Seconds later, I was emerged in the sweetness of the water around my body, my hands and feet paddling and my throat aching for breath. I came out of the water and shook my head, enjoying the droplets of water pattering against my cheek. I felt full again; I felt that I had lived my life to the fullest even though it had been only 17 short years. I had everything I wanted, my family supported me, my sister loved me to death, I had enjoyed my last moments...

So when the blood stopped coursing through my veins and the steady beating of my heart couldn't be heard, I was ready to go. I must admit the tears in my family's eyes did hurt, but I was satisfied with myself. I was satisfied with my life and I knew I had enjoyed my time on this planet even if it was only a few years. So to all those out there who think death is the end, let me tell you that it is not. It is just the beginning...

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