[ WP ] Humanity wakes up one day to find that a giant penis has been graffitied onto the moon .

She had saved my life all those years ago. 
 
 I was on the edge of the building when I saw a girl my age looking at me from across the rooftop. 
 
 *She's going to give me that talk about life is worth living. * 
 
 `` It's going to hurt, you know,'' the girl pointed out, `` Can you wait before jumping? I feel like I might have to do a lot of paperwork if you do that in front of me.'' 
 
 `` Wait, you do n't care if I'm going to jump?'' 
 
 She shrugged her shoulders. `` I do n't know you.'' 
 
 `` I'm Daniel.'' 
 
 I do n't know why I introduced myself to her. Maybe I did want somebody to stop me. Maybe I needed her to be my savior. 
 
 `` I'm Christina.'' 
 
 She walked over towards me and took out a marker. She leaned in towards me. 
 
 `` What are you..?'' 
 
 `` Hold still,'' she muttered as I felt the ink hit my face, `` Do n't move.'' She finished moments later and nodded. 
 
 `` Check it out.'' She tossed me her handheld mirror. I gasped as I looked at what she had drawn. 
 
 She had etched a penis onto my forehead. 
 
 `` What the fuck?'' the whole thing seemed incredulous, `` What was that for?'' 
 
 `` You killing yourself is a dick move.'' She smiled back at me and I had remembered it forever. 
 
 Even when she helped me through counseling, she had smiled at me. 
 
 Even after I asked her out, she had smiled at me. 
 
 
 For even though I was directionless, she stood by me and believed that I could achieve anything. That I was able to become something. 
 
 Even at our wedding, she was the only one with a stable job - I, a freelance writer. 
 
 After the ceremony, neither of us saw the car. Or the driver who had fallen asleep behind the wheel. 
 
 It seemed unfair as I watched silently as the men lowered her ornament coffin down into the ground. 
 
 My savior light - gone. 
 
 Despite everything, I had no power to save her. 
 
 But a few months later, I realized she would have hated me if I felt sorry for myself. 
 
 I had a goal. 
 
 A goal to commemorate her in the biggest possible way. 
 
 As I was training to go into space, her words guided me. While I was studying for the exams, I even chuckled a little as I remembered how she did n't want to do the paperwork if she had witnessed me kill myself. 
 
 Several long years later, I shed a tear as I headed out onto a routine moon mission. This was to be my first and last trip as NASA had recently gone through several budget cuts. I understood that I was to collect some soil sample and return. 
 
 I had landed on the moon and prepared the rover. 
 
 *Daniel, what are you doing? * 
 
 `` Just taking it out for a quick spin,'' I whispered back to mission control, `` Christina would have wanted this.'' 
 
 They wanted to stop me, but for some reason, they did n't. 
 
 As I finished my imprint on the moon, I noticed the sun shining over the horizon onto a beautiful Earth. The very planet Christina had convinced me was worth living for. 
 
 Across the world, people would be waking up to her tribute. 
 
 The very same thing she had drawn on my face all those years ago. 
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 I could n't take myself seriously, but I tried. God bless and subscribe to /r/avukamu if you also dislike cute puppies.
