Short Stories Literally

Why?

The doctor stared at me "At birth, everyone has the date they will die tattooed on their arm. You supposed to die yesterday"

"Why didn't I die then?" I ask

"We don't know that is the problem" he responds

I go home and think about why haven't I died, I stare at my arm and stare at myself at the mirror of my bathroom.

"Why hasn't it happened? Was it miss taken" I stare at my arm where the date when I should have died. I lay down on my bed, thinking about it all day. I walk outside.

"Maybe I'll die today," I wait for hours and nothing has happened.

"Why is this happening I should have died already but I haven't" I think about how will I die but none have it happened yet.

"Maybe I'm just young, I am 36" I exclaim

"Now that I think about it, I don't even have a family of my own. Like children and a husband"

Years past, I still have the tattoo on my arm of the same day I have a normal life 'til I turn old and finally all of the years I have died. Weirdly enough I died the same month and day but not year. I died of old age, which is a normal death for all animals and humans. Hopefully nobody else has the same problem and fear of the miss taken date on their arm.