Prologue: It's Getting Easier To Die
If this night won't let me rest Unknown - Lifehouse
don't let me second guess
what I know to be real
put away all I know for tonight
and maybe I just might learn to let it go
take my security from me
maybe finally I won't have to know everything
October 31, 2105
The old woman opened her eyes and stared into the white washed ceiling of her hospital room. It wasn't much to look at but for the past six months it had been her home.
Her breathing was coming in short, sharp gasps and she just knew that in a few minutes she'd no longer be in this world, but the next.
She looked to the left of her bed and saw a young man of about twenty-five stir from sleep.
"Are you okay, Gran? Do you need the nurse?"
She shook her head slowly and gestured for him to come closer.
"When I die, I want you to take the box from my bedside cupboard. I wrote down the story of my life. I want you to know my secret."
And with one last breath of air, she stopped living.
This is my first FF so please bear with me..
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