Maidlife Stories

Dying is a lot better than living like you're already dead, at least for me. I always wished to live in the countryside, where there aren't many people around. Because feeling judged by others is the feeling I hate the most. I know I'm pathetic. But I tried my best. I tried to live as long as I could. That was until the day of my 18th birthday. As usual, I was working at my job in the convenience store. Suddenly, I froze, turning my head toward the glass. A truck was coming my way, its headlights shining and meeting my eyes. I shut my eyes tight as it hit me. 'It's cold... Am I dead? Must be. I should be able to get a rest now.' 'May I rest in peace now...' { Not so soon, dear, the story is just getting started. } WHAT STORY?! The photos are not mine, credit goes to the owner. The story is from my imagination. Excuse my grammar. Say good things, otherwise go away. If you have something bad to say, just don't. Anyways, enjoy!