Death

Marie went to school, she met a lot of other kids and she made friends with a lot of them. 

She was 18 when she went to college. Everything was the same with school but it was more mature and independent. She made a couple of new friends or even bestfriends, had a good bound with some close colleagues from the organizations she joined, and even made some new archenemies from her fierce discussion in class. 

When she was young, she never thought of death. 

The life went on and she became 25. She worked as an executive assistant from one most desired company. She almost forgot her own life and family because her time was pretty much consumed in work. She woke up early, checked her phone logs, listed all the things she had to manage for a day, went to office, took minutes of meeting, prepared the required files for her boss until a day changed into night. She often went home after 8 at night. On the weekend, she tried to catch up with her list-to-watch movies on Netflix or meet up with her old friends. 

Years after years, she lived her life. Her worries and anxieties are piled up but death was never really one of them. 

Her dad passed away when she was 33. She wasn't married yet. Who would be on her side when she gets to married? It was so sudden for only that thought came up when she first heard the news on the phone. She was on a meeting but she didn't want to make a chaos, instead she excused herself to the toilet. Let herself cried a bit and continued to the meeting before she asked for her boss' permission to leave earlier. 

She started to think ugly about death. 

Now she's 40. Her grandfather died a couple of weeks ago. Everybody as they were in a family retreat vacation. He frantically gasped for air in sudden and then he's gone. Like Thanos's snap but more powerful, way way more powerful and hurtful. Just like that. She's looking to her mum now.  Her mom is lying on the hospital bed. It's been three days. She took a day off on the first day her mum's brought to the emergency. But she has to work so she will go to the office for a half of day and rushes to the hospital afterwards. 

Death is inevitable. 

She's getting older and older. She has four grandchildren and they are very energetic and lovely. She's trying her best to cope up with their energy every weekend, that's the time they always meet. She has encountered many sudden telephone calls or even panicked texts telling one of her friends or colleagues are into an accident, died from heart attack, fell in the bathroom, in a middle of chemotherapy and many other sudden facts news. She lost many of her friends. But the want that pain her the most when she lost Jane, her bestfriend. She passed away in her sleep. No complains about anything, no seizures, not a single thing happened. She just leaves her behind. 

Death is coming to me, she thought.

Keira is 17 years old now, she's her oldest grandchild. She outlived her second child's life who brought to heaven after 3 years of battling pancreatic cancer. Marie now mostly spends her life in bed. She can hardly see a face. People seem to open and close their mouth widely but she is wondering whether they are doing a pantomime in front of her. Her hearing aid barely makes a sound in her ears. She smiles everytime she comes to a realization everything is soundless, intangible and senseless. One day, she thinks she wakes up but...

I'm dead.