You live in a world where by the time you turn 18 you must decide when , where , and how you will someday die . Your 18th birthday is coming up tomorrow and you still have n't decided yet . [ WP ]

`` Saving the life of my beloved.'' 
 
 `` For my country.'' 
 
 `` After I have found the cure to cancer.'' 
 
 These are some of the most spoken death choices in our world. A world where on your 18th birthday, you must choose when, where and how the stage-show known as your life, will close the curtains. I'm Josh, and I'm one of the *many* people who could n't decide between the endless possibilities of death. 
 
 I'm exactly 17 years 11 months 30 days 4 hours and 31 seconds old by my clocks count. Which means I only have 19 hours 59 minutes and 29 seconds to choose my fate. Probably less than that now considering I just had to say it all. Most of my friends have chosen, and I'm the last to do so. Once I have the whole of the senior class of my school would've chosen their fate and the school we'll hold their yearly ceremony. 
 
 It's not something I'm looking forward to and I'm pretty sure that's having some affect on my decision making. Deciding how I'm going to *die* when I'm only in the infancy of my life is n't an easy thing. I do n't even know what I want to do with my life let alone with my death. Maybe I'll choose to die, never... If only that were an option. I decided to get some rest hoping that will help clear my mind for the big day. 
 
 I woke up and checked the clock. I have 9 hours 18 minutes and 23 seconds left till I have to make my decision. I went through the usual morning routine of brushing my teeth, taking a shower, getting dressed, eating breakfast and made my way to the bus stop down the street. I saw my friend Kimberly there, which was surprising considering she's late almost every day. `` Happy birthday! Ready for your big day?'' She asked. 
 
 `` Could n't be more excited.'' I joked. She chuckled. 
 
 School was pretty boring, as per usual. Lunch came around and I sat with my usual group of friends. All of whom where congratulating me and wishing me a happy birthday. I of course appreciated their support and kind wishes, but it did n't at all lower my feeling of worry that I still have yet to actually decide. I played it off well though, giving `` It's a big surprise.'' as my only answer to the constant `` What'd you choose?'' question. 
 
 After a long day I finally got home and checked my watch. 2 hours 31 minutes and 25 seconds to go. I decided that I would confront my parents. I told them and they laughed. They told me that a lot of people do n't know what they're going to say when they `` go in to choose'' and not to worry. That most people have a moment of clarity, and `` just know'' what to choose. I decided to just lay down and listen to music until my time came. 
 
 My two minute alarm rang and I gathered my parents and sat them down in the living room. I stood in the center and watched as the time ticked away. 10, 9, 8, 7, 6, 5, 4, 3... 2... 1... I felt a rush of energy surge through my body and I collapsed. Next thing I know, I'm standing in a sort of nothingness. All I can see, as far as I can see, is white. All of a sudden a figure appears in front of me. He is dressed in a long, religious and ancient looking robe. His head is bowed down and his hood hides his face. He slowly peers up just enough that he can see me, but I still ca n't see him. `` Choose, boy.'' He says with a commanding, yet generous tone. 
 
 I stood there, still, like a statue. My mind, was completely blank. My parents were wrong. I'm not having any clarity! My mind is just as blank as before. Minutes go by, then hours. It feels like I've been standing here for days. My parents must be worried. Then, my mouth opens, and the figure suddenly gains interest. `` I do n't choose.'' I simply say. `` I refuse.'' He peers from under his hood. Revealing his face. He looks me in the eyes. `` Very well.'' He says. `` Enjoy eternity.'' 
 
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