A life worthwhile

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      The day I died was the day I began to live and thrive. Now i'm trapped in a cell for all the burglary and the crimes I tried to overcome for just trying to stay alive. Now before the indictment I was dealt with. Just when I was about 18 years old I was told I had to join the military for a probable cause of supporting my family. I longed for to life without any pain or sorrow, so then people could live in solitude. As I was entering the firing rain of gun fire. I wanted to bail the grounds and just leave but the warrant I had signed made me not to do so. Next to me where the remains of a guy, that possibly had a family back home with 2 daughters and a son, that was only 8 months old. He would never get to meet his dad and one day his wife would find a new spouse. That man was nice and generous, why do so many live have to be sacrificed and possibly used as pon in some old mans wicked games. As I headed to the next station we were exposed to take over I met a young soldier from the other side of the battlefield. I didn't want to just leave him there so I helped him and took care of his wounds. But not much I was thinking about the treason I was committing just by helping this young soldier that was about 16 or so. I wasn't even considering all the terrorism his people have done to our country. The boy that I help asked me why I was helping him, right before I could answer an officer came around the corner and told me to back away., and so I did. But soon after I just knocked him out with the back of my gun. Just then I had assaulted an officer no even worse I might have killed him, I didn't even make sure either that was the worse part, maybe if I had made sure I wouldn't be in this predicament. I even tried to beg parole for just a little while to see my family. But after I knocked the officer out I told the delinquent to stay there so I could give him a weapon to help him fight and I told him he would be safe. But as the time when to did that young boys. Right before he died he handed me an embezzlement of stuff he had in his pocket, one was a picture of a girl in a compass, he told me that if I were to make it to tell that Zane loved her and that I'm sorry. Just then he took his last breath but I'm sure he will still look out for her on the days ahead. As I looked at that compass clenched around his hand, I imagined that that must be his highschool sweetheart that maybe he had a crush on and never had the chance to tell her. On the back of the paper was her name and the town that they lived in. I thought to myself that I definitely couldn't die, and waist away and ruin that boys last wish. So I ran back to the base and tried plea bargaining to bairy this young boy Zanes body, while telling the general what happened. He said I was a fool and a traitor and he never wanted to see me again he said I disgust him every time he looks at me. The battery I have committed was more that just an insult he said it was making the country week. Next all I could remember is waking up in a prison. And that is how I ended up here in prison. A guy next to me started to get closer and closer and shoved a drug in my mouth making me a status offender also because I was only 18 years old. My mouth started to foam and I passed out once more. But woke up in a room with a bright light shining in my eyes. The person across from me started to talk to me and asked me a few questions on why I choose that of what I did, and if this is what I thought my life would end up becoming. Of course I didn't think this would happen to me. Then the man told me something dreadful I started to loose hope and I looked dead inside with no light flickering on my eye. He said in an hour the arraignments.of my death shall be made. But I could make one last wish. I told the person to go get that compass in my old clothes and find that girl in that picture and tell her that Zane loves her and that he is sorry. They said is that all and I said yes. Then they just left the room, until it was time for my beheading with my family watching and crying as they see my death happen before them. This wicked world and the messed up games that no one can escape unless u are the king of this game but he that is so still also has his limits. Now as my head is placed in the guillotine and my death was about to be true, but atleast I left the world with gratitude. 

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