Chapter 7 - Epilogue

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Everyone seems to be afraid of death. Some say they aren’t – they say they embrace it, that they’re ready for it. I was like that. I used to say ‘death is nothing to be feared’. But, I was scared of death – the thought of not waking up one day, the thought of not having any thoughts, feelings, needs. It’s terrifying.

But, there really is nothing to be worried about.

Dying is peaceful – like falling asleep. Ok, so maybe that sounds crazy, but it’s true. The whole ‘you-see-your-life-replay-before-your-eyes-in-seven-minutes’ thing is true as well. Well, it’s as true as far as I can tell.

I passed away in the hospital a week after the job.

And there you have it. This is – well, was – my life.

My name was Xavier Bailey, and I was a teenage, runaway assassin.

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