Why Now?
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I could feel the air sting my lungs as I tried to hold on to every breath, knowing it could be my last. I don't know why bad things always happen to me. I'm a walking bad luck charm.
It's been this way since I was six. Everything I touch, everything I love, dies. Ever since that day, ever since my sixth birthday, everything around me seems to die. I know that my family loves me, but I don't let them near me for fear that I'll kill them too.
But even though this curse seems to follow me everywhere, even though it has made me commit countless sins, I wish I had more time to fix the burden I've put on the world. I know I could have made it up to them. So why does God have to take me just yet? Why am I taking my last breaths before I can take backall the pain I've caused so many over the past eight years? Why do I have to have so many regrets? Why do I have to die now? Why now?
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