Expiration Date

part 1

I was woken from sleep when I first felt it. The feeling that someone was there, watching. It was mild at first, like there was only a small awarness of something in the back of my mind. Now its stronger, keeping me up almost everynight. It's hell. I can see it now, in the mirror, every night. It is always there, always watching. The mark on my arm claiming when i'll die is close now, only a few months away. 29/02/2056. This year was a leap year. Our mark is imprinted on us when we are born, they know when we are going to die. and I know that I have 54 days left on this planet. Maybe the thing I feel every night is death, slowly creeping up on me. It will take me soon, any breath on that day could be my last. It will be unexpected, yet planned. Who knows when it will be. In the morning, noon or night. The days to come, I know, will be long, hard and weary. Always knowing when I will die but never knowing precisely. It's hell. I am only 15 I will be 16 when I die. My birthday is 3 days before, 26/02/2056. That day,my last day, will be hell.