From the day we’re born we have a permanent dates written on our wrists.
Beside that we have a countdown, and that countdown leads to the day we die. That date has never been wrong, since the 150 years that the society has been doing it. My name is Nora and my due date is in 2 days. I’am not that depressed. I’ve been prepared my whole life and by my whole life i mean 16 years. Some live to be wise and old, others will pass while their still little children. My mother is still alive, she is 39 and she will die when she is 52. My father died when i was 5 years old, I did not really understand what was happening. My mother has been depressed lately knowing i won’t be here soon. I used to have an older sister; Cobie. She died 3 years ago, when she was 18. I always think about her. She was brave, kind and giving, everything you would want as a older sister.
Tomorrow is my "Farewell" day. The Farewell day is when the whole school celebrates your life. It seams a bit embarrassing knowing that the whole school is going to be watching a documentary about your life. But every one will have to go. eventually. I remember when their was a guy named Darren and when it was his Farewell day he died right there and then. He got an allergic reaction. Thats why the Farewell day is right before your due date. My best friends Max and Lana have theirs when they are 24 and 45. Max has his due date when he is 24 and my other friend, Lana has hers when she is 45. They has been bringing up a lot of our memories recently from when we were in kindergarden. When we would always check each others countdowns. Today, however, i’am going to one of my favorite places; the park. The park is absolutely stunning! The trees as tall as skyscrapers, the grass soft as silk. I go sit under the massive willow tree. I take my backpack of my back, and take out the book i’am currently reading. It will probably be the last one I read. I start to read getting pulled into the world in my novel. Just then something grabs my shoulder.
"Boo!"
My heart skips a beat. It was just Max.
" Max you're such a jerk" I say without thinking.
" But if I had a penny for every time I scared you..."
" Just shut up Max!"
" Why are you acting so... weird"
"Because, Max my due date is in 2 days!
For what feels like forever there is an awkward silence between us. Finally I say something.
"Listen, Max, I'am sorry-"
" No its alright. you must be really afraid"
" No I'am not. Lets just go get some ice cream"
" Thats exactly why I came" he said with a smile.
AUTHORS NOTE:
This is my first story on Wattpad!!!! I'am going to write a bit about myself. My name is Bella, i'am 12 and my hobbies include: Reading, Writing, Drawing and taking pictures.
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Countdown
Teen FictionIn 50 years nothing really changes. Except for the fact that you have a countdown on your wrist that leads to your due date, which is the day you die. Nora has hers in two days. But then something abnormal happens...