Chance!

The beginning of theHe end

I look around, knowing this will be the last time I see this room, my room. I don't know
whether to feel sad, or happy. I myself in this room for comfort, to hide typo lkkkkoi
airi4sccdddcccccct reality almost everyday, so I don't want to part ways with it. But there's
another part of me that sees this room as something that brings back memories of pain and
mental torture. I walk over to the bathroom right next to my parents old room. I open the mirror
door, and take a full bottle of pills out and put them in my pocket. I close the mirror and I see my
reflection. Its pretty apparent that I haven't showered in weeks, my hair is shaggier than usual. I
scratch my head, so much dandruff falls out, enough to have a snow day. I haven't had a good
night's sleep in weeks, although I've always slept late so there were always bags under my
eyes.

I hear a *ding!* and I feel a faint vibration near my thigh. I shudder. I've always been
sensitive to things like that. Whenever someone whispers in my ear, or I hear a certain sound. I
pull my phone out of my pocket and see that I have a text message from my best friend Kassidy.

I've always liked her, but what does that matter. I open the message. "Hey, are you ok? U
haven't been to school in a week. I'm getting worried. Ik you miss your mom. But you have to
cheer up. Just know you can talk to me ok?" I wish I didn't open it. She knows that I saw it now. I
walk down the stairs and go into the kitchen. I thought there might be something I could eat, as
a last meal, but I find nothing. Instead I just fill a cup with tap water. This house was pretty old,
some of the pipes in our basement were really old before we replaced them. I remember when
we first moved in, when I was in second grade, mom went to go take a shower, but she came
out of the bathroom soaked in a brown mucky liquid. It didn't help that she had a white towel on,
even to this day, we couldn't wash the stains out. Even now as I'm walking back up the stairs,
with every step you hear creaking, this place is ancient. I walk back to my room and sit on my
bed. A lot of the things in my room are white, My entire bed, my desk, my walls. I've always
wanted to paint it a light blue. I turn my phone on to look at Kassidy's message again. I know I
should reconsider what I'm doing, but I know this is for the best. Just before it turns of, I see
another message from her. "So you're ignoring me now? Seriously! What the hell is going on. Ik
its a tragedy what happened but your mom would want you to be happy. So please. I want my
friend back". I message her back. She deserves at least a goodbye. "Goodbye Kassidy, you
were the best thing that happened to me. Before I'm gone, I want you to know that. I love you".
My eyes began watering. Then tears came out, one after the other. Before I changed my mind I
quickly pull the bottle out of my pocket and open it. I made sure every pill was gone. Then I
chugged the entire glass of water.

After a few minutes it hit me. The decision I've just made. It's done. Set in stone. Permanent.
Unchangeable. I don't regret it. I'll die, and the memory of me will fade. I smile, I'll be free from
this pain. Of course, I'm scared. Of death, what if it's painful? I've heard that suicide is a sin, so
am I going to Hell? I guess time will tell. I hope I go to heaven though, then I'll get to see mom.
My vision starts to blur, I don't know if it's from tears or the fact that I've just taken a shit load of
pills. I stand up and put my phone on my table across the room. I noticed all the etch marks
from when I used to have a pocket knife. I would just carve into it for minutes out of boredom. I
look in the mirror one last time. My face is pale, paler than usual. My pupils have dilated, all you
see in my eyes is brown. It looks like black hole shrinking.

I walk over to my bed, halfway there I feel my legs weaken and I start wobbling. I
collapse onto the floor next to my bed, I try to stand back up, but I don't have the strength to. I
guess this is it. This is where my story ends. Some random kid, with a tragic life commits
suicide. It'll make a great headline. I chuckle a bit. I manage to push my body up, just a little. It
isn't long before I start hyperventilating. I squeeze my chest, my heart feels like it’s about to
explode. I hear my front door slam open. I see two men rush up my stairs, both wearing
Chicago paramedic uniforms. Kass must've called them. I hear yelling, but it sounds extremely
muffled.
“Check his pulse!” I hear one of the paramedics yell.
“His pulse is too fast, it's going crazy!” The paramedic that checked my pulse looks at
the pill bottle. “Damn kid, what the hell did you take” My vision was too impaired this point, but I
could feel them loading me on to a girdle. Once we were outside, I could just barely make out
Kassidy's figure

Limbo

Is this it? Is this death? I know my eyes are open, but all I see is darkness. Oh no, I know
what this is. Limbo, purgatory. It's probably what I deserve for killing myself. Am I doomed to
stay in pitch darkness forever? I guess this is it. The rest of my afterlife. I guess, I'll just think
back. My name is Jason Pyke. Unfortunately, I became an orphan 2 months ago. When my
mom died of cancer. We found out about it 5 years ago. When I was 11. The bills started piling
up. The chemotherapy was so damn expensive. We could barely make do. We had to sell
almost every leisure item we owned. Every television in the house, my iPhone, even some
things like my pet dog. I miss Mjolnir. Yes I know, it's a dumb name but when we found him, I
was REALLY into Thor. Even with all that cash, we still barely survived. I started getting cheaper
supplies for school. Most of our food was canned or slightly expired. I didn't help that my dad
started drinking in order to "relieve stress". He became a full blown alcoholic. He would
constantly beat me for getting in trouble at school. Or getting bad grades, then he lost his job.
So for a short time, we heavily depended on others. I lived with my grandparents for a while. We
were kicked out thanks to my good for nothing drunk deadbeat dad. Two months after that, we
were living in my moms car. I visit mom in the hospital everyday after school and I constantly
stayed the night at Kassidy's house. Speaking of which, we met at the hospital when I was
visiting mom. She had a broken arm. I remember the first time I saw her green eyes and long
blonde hair. Back then she always had it in a ponytail. I was crying after finding out mom's
condition was getting worse, and that she didn't have long to live. She came over and asked me
"Hey bud, whats wrong"
"My mom, is sick. Very sick. And the treatment is too expensive. We can barely afford the
house".
"Hey, life has it's ups and downs but if you can handle the shit it throws at you. It can only get
better".
I wiped my eyes "Thanks, what's your name?".
"Kassidy, with a k" she extended her hand.
"Jason, pleased to meet you Kassidy with a k" I shook her hand.
"Hey, wanna sign my cast?"
I'll never forget that day. We were friends all through middle school and we're both, well I guess I
was a sophomore. The year after that my dad died in a car crash, but it didn't faze me. He was a
deadbeat. All I cared about was mom. She was so supportive of me. She was so kind. She
knew right away I had a thing for Kass.
"She's very pretty. Go get her you handsome young man" she said to me. She was the best.
Until two months ago. I was hanging out with Kassidy, when I got a phone call. It was her nurse
saying she was in critical condition and that I go there ASAP. She died holding my hand. While
Kass cried on my shoulder.
Her last words were "Please. No matter what happens, stay the bright and happy Jason I know
and love. Stay strong. Get good grades. Find yourself a wife. I love you." She had used her
donation money to keep our house a little longer. So I lived there for the next two months...until
this happened. I became more distant from Kassidy. She was my only friend. Everyone else
only saw me as the depressed kid. man, now that I think back, my life was the worst
I'm glad its over.

I don't know how long it's been. Days, weeks, maybe even years. I've been bored out of my
mind. Its just pitch blackness. I've tried looking up and down, left, right. But I've only seen
darkness. I've tried touching my body, but I don't think I have one. So I've come to the
conclusion that, I'm not anywhere. My mind is just dead. But I still have consciousness. So my
soul might still be a thing. I don't even know if I'm turning my head, it's just dark, dark and more
dark. I pass the time by counting to a million, I've done it three times. Out of the corner of my
eye, I see a flicker of white. Is it real? I try calling out hello but nothing comes out of my mouth.
Then I see it again, a flicker. It just keeps getting brighter and brighter with every flicker. After a
few minutes it fades. That was the first source of light I've seen in an eternity. I chase after it.
But it's so dark I don't know if I'm even moving. Then again, a flicker appears. It blinks twice
then I'm greeted by a blinding ball of sun.

Opportunity

Once my vision is adjusted to the light, I look around. Its a blue sky with clouds everywhere I
look. I look down and I see, myself. Alive, breathing, I even checked my pulse. Nothing, am I
alive? I looked up and I saw the figure of a man.
"Um. Hello? Where am I?" I asked the figure.
"Hello Jason". The figure approached me.
"You..you know my name?"
"Of course, how could I not"
How does he know my name? I can feel myself shaking. Am I dead? I know for a fact that that
many pills would definitely kill me. And this place seems, unreal. I think I might know who this is.
"Excuse me, sir, are you God?" He stares at me, then begins laughing.
"No, I am not this God you speak of, but I am a type of god. In a way, yes I am God, but not the
one Christians or Catholics believed in".
"I see, so what do you want from me then? You had me stuck in purgatory for years and now
your speaking to me directly".
He looked at me puzzled. "Years? You were only there for a week"
I feel like an idiot, I over exaggerated my time therenteredin my defence it felt like years.
"Anyway, kid I pulled you from limbo for a reason. More specifically, to ask you a question"
"Oh", Am I dreaming, I'm talking to a god right now, "Ask away Mr...umm"
"The names Deus"
"What! Like Dues Ex Machina?"
"That's me kid" I can't believe it. Deus Ex Machina himself is speaking to me!? I feel like I'm
about to die! Oh, bad timing.
"Ask away Deus"
"What if you had the opportunity to receive another chance at life. And not just any life, a perfect
one" Such an odd question. He pulled me out of limbo for this?
"Whats the point. Even if I said yes, its not like I can go back. Whats done is done. I'm dead,
forever. I have no intention to live again. Living comes with pain. Pain I don't wish to experience
again. And besides like you said, chance. I don't have another chance at life. Let alone a perfect
one. How would you even do that. Give me a new life?"
"Yes, or no Jason?"
"Why are you asking me this?"
"Yes or no Jason!?" His voice echoed through this realm. I stand here trembling, asked a
question by Deus Ex Machina himself, about my old life. The one I hated. But, a chance to live
that again? Hell no. But I can't make him mad. He's God, who knows what he'll do. I have to
play along with whatever his end goal is.
"Yes. If given even a chance to relive a perfect version of my life, I would take it"
"Your not being honest, I can tell. Answer from the bottom of your heart and soul, think about it,
the good things that were in your life and think about an entire life full of that".
"An entire life, with mom, and Kassidy, those two were the highlights of my life, you don't know
what I'd do to see them again".
"That person. Kassidy, she wasnt gone, you had half of what you wanted. So then why commit
suicide?"
"My life was an absolute shit show, to the point where seek g her no longer suppressed the
pain. But to see them both in a perfect life. Man." I looked up at Deus, "Yes. If given a chance. I
would take it".
"That's the spirit, I can feel the resolution within you"
I chuckled, "Yeah, but its not like it'll actually happen right? So now that I've answered, why are
you just a shadowy figure? And what happens to me now?"
"I have no physical form, and you'll see what happens to you in just a moment". He opens his
palm and reveals a small crystal.
"What's that?" I ask him
"You'll know in due time, besides that I wish you good luck".
"Good luck? For what" the crystal in his hand begins to glow. I feel a tingling sensation in hands.
As I look down, I realize half my hand has dissolved into a fizz like substance as the particles fly
into the crystal. In horror of what's happening I scream.
"What's happening! My hand...its dissolving! What do I do?!".
"Do not worry Jason. You're going to be okay"
"Easy for you to day! Your not the one being turned into fizz!" Before a minute passes a large
majority of my body has turned to fizz and entered the strange gem. All that's left is my head.
"Once again Jason, good luck." Just before I completely fade I loon him in the face before he
says "You’ll need it”