[ WP ] One day , all living things on Earth suddenly become unable to die

Question: What is your earliest memory? 
 
 Can you remember your fourth Christmas? Your third-cousin's second wedding? Your first kiss? 
 
 There are moments in a human life that are so filled with extreme emotion that they are burned into your memory, like recording a voice onto a cassette tape, like I am doing now. Your experiences are recorded onto the magnetic strip that is your brain, archived for reference. But what happens when you reach the end of the strip? 
 
 Once a cassette tape is filled, you can either store it somewhere safe, or you can rewind the tape back to the beginning and begin recording again. As you record over the tape, the previous recording is destroyed. 
 
 The human mind is not a cassette tape. It is an amazing combination of electric impulses and transmitters and biological wires, capable of storing an inconceivable amount of information. How many moments would a human have to experience to begin recording over that? 
 
 My earliest memory was the first time I ever knew I was in love. Her name was Nikki. We met at work... I wish I could tell you what we did. That was the first to go. Some days, I think we helped people. More recently, I think we may have been around a lot of trees. We spent time together, a very long time back then, and then she died. That's my second memory. I remember when she died. She died and I did n't. I remember wishing I would. 
 
 The next thing I remember... When I was someone who wondered things, I would ask people what their earliest memory was. I ca n't remember any of their responses now, but I know that after awhile, all anyone would say was The First Day. Word traveled fast, of course, so by mid-afternoon the entire world knew that this was the first day that no-one would die. This was the first day that everything would live forever. 
 
 For many years, the First Day was a global day of celebration. Now? I do n't know about the others, but I do n't that I could even guess the date. To me, it was the Last Day. The last day being alive matter. If noone can die, what's so special about being alive? We're no more special than a stone at the bottom of an ocean. 
 
 The last thing I remember was signing the agreement. Humanity ran out of tape. No-one could die, but anyone can give birth, so our planet filled up. Russia was the first country to set up storage programs. Their massive vaults spanned miles of empty countryside, and slowly, began to fill. At first, married couples could apply for rooms, with a bed and a sink, and anything they wanted to bring with them to pass the time. The doors could only be opened from the outside. 
 
 Eventually, we ran out of space for rooms. To be fair to the newly applied, the filled rooms were vacated systematically to make way for a new couple. The first couples received a box. 10ftx10ft, these boxes were buried and paved over, the space used to build more storage facilities. 
 
 I never applied for a full room. I did n't even want to waste the time of a more deserving couple. In my box, I had a tape recorder, a cassette, and enough batteries to record over this tape as many times as I wanted, to record everything worth remembering. The tape is almost ruined now, almost worn though. I've only got a couple usable minutes left. I've listened to it too many times. 
 
 These are the only things I can save on my tape now. These are the only memories I can keep with me, but they wo n't last forever. Nikki, I wish I could have joined you. You have it good. Can you remember me? 
 
 I still remember you, Nikki. I still rememb
