Today is the day that I will die. When I get to see if I had a good family or not. They say when you die you have a blast of memories of your life before you go to hell or heaven. Today is the day I shall die. It's a guess but it's likely. Two people in green plastic aprons grabbed me and took me down the hall. They took me to a room called the Competitor Suite. They pushed me inside. The room was almost as big as the Cafeteria. The room was made out of gold and granite. I was pulled into the bathroom which was also big. The shower was as big as my old room. I was stripped down and scrubbed from head to toe. I was dried off after being waxed and plucked till my body other than my head was hairless. The people in aprons left the room and locked the door behind them. "You have an hour to get ready when you are finished putting on your outfit knock on the door three times." A lady said on the other side of the door. There was a blue jumpsuit with white designs around the material. That jumpsuit was laid out on the bed. I looked at it for a moment and took a deep breath. This is the day I'm going to die.
