[ WP ] Suicidal people can choose to `` gift '' remaining years to other people on Earth .

`` Anna, please. You have to stay with me, okay? Just keep your eyes open and breathe, baby. *Breathe. *'' I was taking deep breaths for her, as if that would help. There was a hole in her chest, pulsating with the same thick, red liquid that I knew was filling her lungs. The ambulance still had n't arrived, and she was running out of time. 
 
 *I ca n't live without you, love. I ca n't do it. * 
 
 I ran into the kitchen and grabbed a knife, returning to her side. I remembered the textbooks in high school explaining how it worked- you have to be touching the person you wish to transfer life to, and there's no way I'd want to die more than holding the love of my life, staring into those deep blue eyes. I raised the knife toward my chest, the sound of the world muffled and quiet as our eyes locked and I could see hers slowly fading away. As I brought the knife down, a hand grabbed my arm, yanking me backwards to the ground. 
 
 The ambulance had arrived, and stopped me from killing myself. They examined Anna, placing her on a stretcher as I kicked and screamed, but the two officers pinning me down would n't let me go to her. They would n't let me save her. `` It's too late,'' they told me. She'd already sustained too much internal damage; I'd just be wasting my years... as if they'd be better spent on Earth without her. Somebody had blasted a hole in her sternum over a gold watch, and I held her as life faded from the eyes I used to look into at night before going to bed. I just wanted to die seeing them one last time, even if it did n't give her a chance. 
 
 That was four years ago. 
 
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 `` All rise,'' the judge spoke with solemnity. Nobody dared disobey. `` Has the jury reached a verdict?'' 
 
 I was in the audience, waiting quietly for their decision. 
 
 `` We have, your honor,'' a jury member stated. `` We find Harry Brooks guilty for the murder of Anna Klines.'' 
 
 The crowd murmured, and Harry hung his head low. `` I'm sorry,'' he said, earning nothing but boos. 
 
 `` Very well, then. Harry Brooks, I hereby sentence you to life in prison without parole.'' 
 
 Security began to escort him back to his cell, but I stood up and placed an arm on his shoulder. As the one of the guards reached forward to subdue me, I looked into Harry's eyes. They were a deep blue, just like Anna's, and I could n't help but instinctively smile. 
 
 *Close enough*, I thought as I bit down on the cyanide pill stored in my mouth. 
 
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