The end: part three
I started to see the highlights of my life. I guess this is what people mean when they say “you see your life flash before your eyes”. I remembered good things, and bad things. I remembered when I was two, and my mom and dad were fighting. There was so much yelling. I was about to cry just to break them up and change the subject. I don’t even know what they were fighting about. All I knew is that my mom was out the door before my dad could say sorry. He ran after her. He must have been looking for her for hours, but never found her. She was gone.
Then I remembered our sixth birthday. Boy, was that fun. Even though my dad was still depressed about my mother, he made it the best birthday ever. We had cake, balloons, even a pinata. Every other birthday Seth and I have had we just went out to eat at some restaurant.
I really wish this hadn’t come to mind. It was the time we went sailing. My dad rented out a boat so our whole family could see what it was like to be out on open sea. Seth, Shaun, and I were there. We all used to be triplets. Until that wave hit us. It was smooth sailing until my dad saw something in the distance. I didn’t know it was a wave until after it happened. My dad was frantically trying to strap us all to the safety ropes. Seth and I were secured. Shaun wasn’t. When the wave hit us our entire boat was thrown under water. When we surfaced, Shaun wasn’t there. We never saw him again. I was about 8 years old.
Then I remembered one year later, when Will, my older brother, was drafted. Something strange occurred to me then, Will wasn’t on the boat ride. I wonder if things would’ve been different if he was there. Anyway, when the army officials came to the door, I could see the fear in my dad’s eyes. He would not lose another child. My dad told me to find Will and have him hide. I was too late. Will came downstairs from his bedroom. The army officials saw him. They tried to get into the house, and my dad punched one of them. It turned into a nasty fight. Either way, they got Will and dragged him out of the house. I couldn’t imagine what my dad was feeling. Then, a few months later, we were informed that Will was missing in action.
Now, here I am, thirteen years old, days away from my birthday, and about to make my dad the most miserable man in the world. I couldn’t believe we were going to die. On the bright side, we would see Shaun again. Maybe even Will. I peeked around the curtain. She was steps away, knife in hand. I was terrified. The end was coming.
“Seth, she’s really close. This could be it.” I whispered.
“I didn’t think I was going to die like this,” he whispered back, “ Well, goodbye Riley.”
“Goodbye Seth,” I said.
The woman ripped away the curtain and raised her knife.
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