Till Death Do Us Part

Some Points Made By Death

Death's POV:

Credit to Markus Zusak for this idea, his book, 'The Book Theif' is narrated by death and is also another huge inspiration for my urge to write, along with John Green.

Now, you're probably thinking two things: 1. That Hazel Grace Lancaster made a dramatic, heart breaking exit from this word in order to chase Augustus Waters through the unknown.

And 2. She swallowed a handful of pills, cut herself in various places, even something as simple going without her BiPAP and her cannula to speed up the above process.

Let me point out two things. One, Hazel never took her life, though she had a far more gruesome end then one she could ever design, plan and articulate. And two, I weaken people, break them, I swoop in, steal their loved ones and repeat the process. Well I weakened Hazel enough to want to take her life, but not enough for her to actually do it. Don't think for a second that I like this job, that I choose when I come and go, that I'll stand over your corpse and laugh wickedly (or rub my fingers together, or cackle, basically any of that crap). I pray they go fast, a swift and painless death, but sadly, Hazel wasn't so lucky, nature took its turn. And believe me, it would've been easier for Hazel if she did take those pills she been contemplating, or slit her wrists, or removed her breathing supports.

Augustus Waters on the other hand had an upleasant encounter with me a couple months earlier in the dead of the night when a varied form of the cancer that would take Hazel Grace's life took hs as well. Let me tell you this, Augustus Waters did not want to go down without a fight, he was very persistant on extending his stay in this world, even if it was only unpleasant, dreary days at a time. Each day was worse, his senses dulled extremely, he was frequently retching and found it a huge stress to do something as small as getting up to get a glass of water. When I last saw Augustus, on his very last night, I think he knew that, that was his final night. I could see it in his eyes, that he'd given up, he knew he was loosing and accepted that.