Literary Force Magazine Literary Force Magazine Volume 2 | Page 97

John paced around the room, lost in his thoughts, and then answered.
“I’m grateful for the opportunity, believe me I got regrets, but dying made me
realize something, you just got to move on you know. I made the decisions I made,
were they all good, no, but I made them to the best of my ability. I just got to
accept things for how they are, and move, no point in dwelling on the past, or
worrying about the future, you just got to take a deep breath and go forward.”
Death wipes a tear form her eye, “Wow that was beautiful, I’m so gonna get that
last part tattooed on my arm.”
With a heavy sigh and a slight smile, John walks towards his door and into the
light.

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