I never would've thought that i would be the one to get this soul sucking disease. Selfish? Maybe.
I just don't think i deserve to go through the pain. But how could i say that when millions of other go through it as well. Children who have their whole life ahead of them.
I have never been one to go to church. Not that any of that matters now anyways. I think its to late to proclaim my love for our lord savior jesus christ. Or ask forgiveness for my sins so i won't be condemned to hell.
No legacy to leave behind. I wish i could be a ball of gas in outer space and once i finally exploded i would be a beautiful shining star looking down at the many inhabitants in earth.
But no once i finally do perish from the earth i will be nothing more but a rotting body 6ft underground in a over expensive wooden box.
Perhaps even a memory.
but this is all before i met you...
YOU ARE READING
Sam's Gravity
Short Storyin which a boy falls in love with a girl who wishes for death. And his love for her throws him in prison 'cover by @vii-xix