Epilogue: The End

He stared down at the sprawling scenery below him.

There was no doubting: life was hard. So many ups and downs, twists and turns – one could never truly predict the outcome of it. Too many points where you'd want to give up, since the low points always seem to outnumber the highs. It just doesn't feel like life would be worth it.

But then again, wasn't that the joy of living? Overcoming hardships, learning about life and yourself? That's why life is a privilege – you only get to live once, and you have to make the most of the chance you have. Life was meant to be difficult. If it were easy, where would all the excitement be? The lows of life were there to make the highs even better.

Life is not out to get you. It's out to make you. Teaching you how to live in its own way.

There will definitely be moments in your life that you'll regret for as long as you live, but those regrets, believe it or not, shape you too. What are life lessons for? You make mistakes to learn from them.

"Hey! How long are you going to just stand there?" a voice called, interrupting his reverie.

He rolled his eyes and sighed. "You just had to ruin my moment, didn't you?"

"What moment? If any moment is going to be ruined, it's gonna be hers! Get a move on!"

He clapped a hand to his forehead and groaned. "Oh, man. It completely slipped my mind."

"You should've at least been watching the clock, man."

"What clock? We don't have any clocks!" He covered his face and moaned, "Oh geez, she's seriously gonna kill me. Again."

"Don't know if an apology will get you out of that one."

He chuckled weakly. "Well, it's gotten pretty redundant, I've got to admit. I don't think that'll work this time, either."

"So you gonna skip out?"

"Ha! You kidding?" He sprinted away. "I'm ready for whatever she throws at me!"

Good.

Bad.

Which side of life are you going to take?