[ WP ] One day , everyone in the world wakes up with a tattoo depicting how they will die on them . You do n't have one .

Knowing is n't everything. 
 
 I'm living proof of that statement. I do n't know how I'm going to die, but I am the least paranoid person that you will ever meet. 
 
 It started a few years ago. One day, everyone on the planet woke up to discover that they have a tattoo of... something. No one knew for sure what it meant, until people started dying. I do n't mean that there was a jump in the number of deaths or some sudden plague or something. I just mean that people died, and their tattoos, without a single error, showed a depiction of how they had died. I'm sure the government tried to keep this discovery from spreading, but once the internet discovered the truth, there was no stopping it. 
 
 All of a sudden, everyone was paranoid. They went to great lengths to avoid the types of situations that their tattoos depicted. Then, the tattoos started to change. I had a buddy whose original tattoo showed him dead from a motorcycle accident, so he sold his bike and vowed never to ride again. The next day, his tattoo showed him at the bottom of a lake, so he avoided all bodies of water. A few weeks later, it still showed him drowned, so he bought a new motorcycle. The very next day, he died in a crash, and his family discovered that his tattoo had reverted to its original form. 
 
 He was n't the only one. This new information transformed the world from a bunch of mildly paranoid, but still bearable, people to a bunch of full-blown nutjobs that avoided every single item on the ever-growing list of possible ways to die. There were, of course, those lucky few who got old age or already knew that they were dying from whatever form of cancer, but they were the minority. 
 
 And then, there's me. I woke up with a tattoo, same as everyone else. I think it showed some sort of explosion, or something, but a few days later, it was gone. It did n't move to a different spot on my body, it just vanished. My buddys joke that I'll die in a transporter accident and just be converted to energy or something. My girlfriend thinks that it means I'm immortal. I personally am not convinced. I think that I will die when I will die, and there is nothing that will change it. 
 
 I am one of a small group of people that can still find happiness in the mundane and the everyday, without worrying about how it could kill me. 
 
 I believe that I am one of the few people that passed the test. 
 
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