I Guess I'll Die Novels & Stories

If he had a choice, he would have decided against it but that was his fate. He was going to die of a chronic disease, but he knew not when. He had no idea of when he was going to die, but he knew he was close to death. His health had been deteriorating and that’s why he visited the doctor most often. The drugs he was taking were to cover up the wounds… or at least pretend to cover up the wounds… but he knew one day, they were going to burst all open and he will die.

I opened my eyes, holding my silver-gray gaze in the mirror, and said, "I'm not afraid of death. If death is the solution, so be it." I was marked to die, after all. There was no avoiding the inevitable. I steeled my mind with a deep inhale, then exhale. Clicking my tongue softly, I declared, "I will be the bait."

[[Iss Tarah Pehron Tujhe Sochta Rahta Hoon Main Iss Tarah Pehron Tujhe Sochta Rahta Hoon Main Meri Har Saans Tere Naam Likhi Ho Jaise Meri Har Saans Tere Naam Likhi Ho Jaise Koyi Fariyaad Tere Dil Mein Dabi Ho Jaise Tune Aankhon Se Koyi Baat Kahi Ho Jaise Jaagte Jaagte Ek Umar Kati Ho Jaise Jaan Baaki Hai Magar Saans Ruki Ho Jaise]] I knew I was Dying Daily Bit By Bit from inside and now I was sure that at this rate I will soon die totally without him.

The pain in my neck was gone. I realized I could fly. My body floated through the air as light as a cloud. Drifting upward, I looked down. Below the balcony, a boy in a blue winter coat hung from a strand of bunting. His body was swaying gently in the freezing wind. His face was a bruised purple, and his wide eyes were staring blankly into the distance. Why did he look exactly like me? That was when it hit me. I was dead.

This cannot be my life… This… I feel so sleepy now… Perhaps I should just die in this so-called sleep… I wish I have been overdosed by Leah and I die… There is nothing to leave for…

“I will never –“ “You will –“ I shout, starting to get sick of these protests. “Because it doesn’t matter to me if you’d rather die than turn it all over to me now. Because if you die, I get it all anyway.”

I know the cause Of my every disease Is mental unease But I still won't complain I still won't complain Till fire extinguish My dreams To dirt, it will be All expectations from me With encouragement Only as a dream How long will I live How long will I blame One day At rest Will be my human frame For never to move For never to respond I was hurt Will it be realised that day That day at my end Will there be no noise Of hurt Will there be no one alive Worth the echo within For getting hurt It is no more new to me It is no more strange to me The search for money From floor to floor Makes me crazy Damn, it is this My dedications My indisputable Life's achievement After great efforts Pain, pain an

I should move or else I will die. Move Mia, just take one step at a time and move. I want to get the constant reminder that I am a failure, a nobody. A disaster. Now he is back, he will take me back, and make my life ten times worse. Death wouldn't be so bad right, it's okay to want peace right. The burn on my skin increases causing a sharp cry to leave my lips yet I can't bring myself to move. I should just die. My heart thumps loudly as liquid rolls down my cheeks, I slowly wipe my sweaty palms on my sides as my lips quiver when a sudden realization hits me.

I don't move, I want to because whoever has that gun is out for blood. And I'm going to die here. I think I already am.

I'm... losing consciousness... and what's... that voice? ... melancholy.. tomorrow? It's dark... I can't move... What happened? ...Did I die? No! Please... I haven't... granted their wishes yet! And Ria... I have to... go back. Don't die, Miles! You bastard! You're the scum of... society! Don't die... asshole! I don't want to... die... I don't... want to die. I don't want to die!