Prologue

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TW: This story will contain heavy mentions of death.

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"Today's going to be the day that I die," or "What if I die today?"

At least one of those questions is always in the back of my head.

They're like shadows. I usually pay no attention to them, but I know that they're always there.

Ever since I started thinking about these questions years ago, I've shut myself in my apartment, never leaving, and never letting anyone enter. I've even stocked up on preserved foods and took self-defense classes online.

Thinking about these questions is only natural, as everyone in my family has died under mysterious circumstances year after year in a row. Scarily enough, on the same day too.

And now, since my only sibling has died the year before this, I can only assume that it's my turn now. It could happen any minute from now, or in the next 364 days. And I'm terrified of the day that I won't be here anymore.

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