A collection of short stories

The End.

Every person on this planet is dying right now as their lungs expand as they breathe in. Breathe in the chemicals with the air so every time we do this to survive, we are killing ourselves. Every day hundreds of people cross through deaths door to make room for others to make the slow progress of dying. Torturous and painful as it is yet we mourn when we complete our journey. That's my definition of human. Stupid creatures at the best of times. That we cry we weep we lose sleep when the people we love complete there time of service to an everlasting sleep.

 Why do we weep its just everlasting sleep? Well I do know, we weep because we are selfish. For the one we love is gone and won't be there for when we fall. But not one species apart our own will miss at all. We are destruction we are ruin; we invent terms and ideas like selfishness, barbaric, cruel, god, Satan truth, lies. No wonder everybody cries when one dies because the only thing that was ever true was how much I loved you. And you loving me back as you were dying were the most selfish, barbaric and cruel lie god and Satan a like inflicted onto man. The weakness to love or to even live at all.

Life is pain and that is the truth yet we fight the fall.

I am sane enough to be afraid to die and at the same time I wonder why? All we ever do is cry. They say there is balance in the world of both good and evil but how can that be for every person who laughs a hundred cries.

 Have you ever looked at a clock and said calmly to yourself this could be the time I die? Yet five minutes later you're frantically trying to keep alive. To not care about your life until it's being taken from you by deaths kind hand. I'm sorry to the person who finds this or me but, I miss him, I miss him so much it hurts ever since he died I have not been the same and at first I was selfish I wanted him back. But once I realised that I couldn't have him back and I shouldn't want him back I knew. I knew I must join him this is my plea to my mother don't hate him or me once you find me dead rejoice in the fact I am happy and bury my body next to his besides him you were the only one who loved me. I am forever grateful for that I won't say goodbye but see you soon.

With love and happiness

Violet 1999-2015.

As she raised the gun to her head she uttered one last word "the end,"

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