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- [ The Good Life ] [ By The GNN ]
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- "THE GOOD LIFE"
- by THE GNN/DualCrew-Shining/uXu
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- Inspiration thanks to Jonathan Glover.
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- There was a brief smell of roses in the small room with the bed. The
- night had fallen but no one in the house was asleep. His wife and two
- children stood by the bed, watching him as he breathed slower and slower.
- He was old, and ready to die.
- Two flickering candles on his bed table sent a comforting light around
- the room. He could see a tear slowly make its way down his wife's chin,
- leaving a shiny track on her face. She picked up a napkin and wiped it
- away, trying not to sob.
- You are beautiful, he thought. I will miss you so much. But someday, we
- will meet and live together forever. I know that. Do not cry.
- He tried to formulate the sentence, but his lips refused to move. His
- grown-up daughter and son looked at him with grief in their eyes. He knew
- they wanted to cry but that their pride stopped them from doing that. He
- had told them not to cry for him. This was the end of his life and no one
- should have to feel pain for him. He loved his children and he knew that
- they loved him.
- He raised his hand. His wife bent over and took it, holding it, stroking
- it, as if she tried to keep his soul warm.
- I have lived the worth-while life, he thought. I have seen the world, I
- have lived together with the most intelligent and beautiful woman on planet
- Earth, I have seen my two children come to life. I am not afraid to die
- because I know this is the right time to die. I have done everything a man
- can do and there is nothing more for me to explore. I am ready to die, I
- am ready to meet my creator.
- His daughter opened her purse and brought up a a piece of paper. She held
- on to it for a while before she placed it on the bed. Suddenly he felt
- stronger and a smile could be seen on his face. He knew that it was a
- simple drawing, something she had done when she was a child. He had always
- told her how good she was at drawing and that she would become an artist
- when she got older. Now she was a well-respected artist who travelled all
- over the world to show her paintings.
- "Dad," she said with a broken voice. "I want you to know that I owe you
- so much. I love you and I will always do."
- No, he thought. You do not owe me anything. You have succeeded on your
- own. I have only tried to encourage you to use your talents.
- He saw the grey hair of his wife shine in the dark room. She still
- looked so healthy and young despite the fact that she was only a couple of
- years younger than him. She smiled a sad smile, constantly keeping the
- tears away.
- "Sir," his son said with a serious voice. Then he laughed.
- "I mean... Dad!"
- My son, the old dying man thought to himself and laughed in his mind.
- You have always been so correct and polite, even now.
- "Dad, I want you to know that I will miss you so. You have always been
- by my side and you have always trusted me. I will not let you down. I
- will make sure that our industries over the world will live and grow strong
- for the rest of my life!"
- I know you will, he thought. My companies are safe in your hands. When
- I am gone, they are all yours and I know that you will use your strong will
- to make them grow.
- He felt his heart beat slower and slower. It was soon time. He prayed
- to God for strength and he got it.
- "My beloved wife, my children..." he said with a very dark and weak
- voice. "It is soon time for me to pass on. I love you, and I know that we
- will meet again in paradise. Miss me, but do not give up your lives for
- me. Life is short and you must experience everything while you got the
- chance. My life has been... magic - filled with love and wealth. Never
- give up, anything goes! I have lived the good life, thanks to you."
- He tried to take a deep breath but his body was too weak. He took a
- final look at his beloved ones before he closed his eyes. The scent of
- roses filled his mind and the sound of tears pierced his ears.
- It was time.
- Bye, he whispered. Bye.
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- "It is time!", someone screamed. The words cut like knives in his mind.
- He quickly opened his eyes and stared into a painfully bright lamp in the
- ceiling. His wife and children were gone and his body was suddenly young
- and strong. He moved his eyes to the left and saw the face of an angry man
- in a black suit looking at him from the bedside.
- "You know it is time!" the man screamed at him in the sterile room that
- was his place in the modern jail.
- He tried to rise from the bed, but it was impossible since he was tied to
- it with strong leather straps.
- Agony suddenly filled his brain when he remembered.
- "No!" he screamed. "Why?"
- Without answering, the man turned around and walked out through a door.
- Another man, dressed in white clothes and a black hood appeared in front of
- him. The man held a short white tube in his hand, an electric paralyzer.
- "It was your choice," the hooded man said and armed the paralyzer. "It
- was your choice to rob a bank and kill three people."
- "No!" he screamed. "No!"
- The hooded man pointed the paralyzer at his head.
- "It was your choice to commit a crime, and now you have to pay the
- price." the man said with a serious voice.
- He remembered everything. He remembered how he had killed those three
- people, how he had been arrested and sentenced to death. He had chosen to
- kill and he had chosen to use the the worth-while life dream before he was
- executed.
- He stopped moving and felt a sudden calm.
- "Yes..." he said. The voice was peaceful. "It was my choice."
- The hooded man nodded before he pressed a small button on the paralyzer.
- A short sharp sound could be heard in the white room.
- This time he died for real.
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