“Life demands a final chapter. A story that we all must leave behind.”

I'm running out of time. Life only gave me twenty years and I'm only ten days away from my death date. I have to finish my story before it gets here or there's no telling what Life will do to me. No one's ever died before without finishing their final chapter. Even Millie was able to complete a story about defiant trees a full month before her death. Why am I struggling so much with it?

 To be honest though, I just don't want to write. I mean, I have ten days left. Can't I experience life instead of just sitting around imagining someone else's? But if I don't...

Surely Life won't actually torture me for eternity if I don't finish it, right? Life can't be that cruel. But is it worth the chance? Of course, if it is true, I'd still be remembered forever as the Defyer of Life. That'd be kind of cool. Maybe someone will write their story about me one day. 

You know what? I'll take it. My story just isn't ever going to....

Song: "Bird with a Broken Wing" by Owl City