Suicide Note

Choice

I awake to be surrounded by clouds followed by a long path that led towards whatever met its end. "Walk," a voice spoke, and so I listened.

I walked for what seemed like days, weeks, months, in my mind, but in reality I knew it was only an hour. I stopped to take a little break, "Keep on going,"  the voice spoke. I breathed in and out several times and kept on walking.

Another hour passed (I guess) and I arrive at the end, it was a small building with a cross on the red roof and underneath there was a sign called "Choice". I stared at the building, I was too skeptical to enter the building until the voice had convinced me to enter. I see chairs all in one row and at the end there's a desk followed by a door. I approach the desk, but there was no one there, "room service," I call out sarcastically. And the, I small man with blonde hair, twisted nose that was also scarred, and glasses on, but oddly he had no clothes on. "I thought you we- oh, you're not room service, sorry for me being nude, I was doing my business under the desk, those demons could be pretty hot." I give him a weird look and he pulls out a paper with god knows what fluid in on it, "I'm guessing you just died," I step back, wondering how he could've said that so peacefully and calm, "oh I wasn't supposed to tell you that yet until you were thinking out your choices." I still give him a weird look, "this has to be some sick dream," he laughed at my comment, "Bud, I can pull up the video of you shooting yourself. I was watching over you and I started to bite my nails, I thought you were gonna' kill the guy." I take a step towards him and slam my hand on the desk, I remembered what had happened. I remember being swayed to kill my only friend. "I guess I have no choice then, what can I choose?" The guy looked at the paper and called my name and I told him that was me. "Okay Eric, you only have two choices, you still would've had two choices if you didn't kill yourself, but that would be only heaven and hell. Since you have committed a sin, you cannot be accepted into the kingdom of heaven, so therefore you can go to hell, BUT since you killed yourself, you can become a Note." I look dead into his cold blue eyes, "What the hell is a Note?" He chuckled, "well, a Note is someone who can go back to Earth, but only to clean up suicides, but you can't be seen." I think for a while, "If I go to Hell, it's obvious I will suffer and not have such a good old time, but if I choose Note, I might be happy with that, probably." I stand up straight and look at him and I open my mouth, "Okay, I'll become a Note." He gave me a sinister look, he pulled out a button and before he pressed it, I could hear him whisper 'pecador'. A trap door opens underneath me and I begin to fall,