Sam's "Deathday"
According to Sam, When celebrating our birthday, we don't celebrate the day we were born but the day we get closer to death. Still, there's someone who will change her opinion once and for all.
Chapter 1:
Sam's POV:
I had just opened my eyes this morning when I faced the most horrible view I could ever imagine;
Every corner of my room was filled with pink balloons and my whole family was waiting for me to wake up, standing right next to my bed. Our servants rushed to open the curtains, letting a huge amount of sunlight make my awakening more severe. My mother was holding a cake with fifteen candles on it, and it didn't take them very long to start singing the always so annoying tune of the "Happy Birthday Song"
I totally disagree with this term. First of all, waking up this way when it is the day you are one year older and closer to death, doesn't sound that much "happy" to me.
Secondly, it's not a celebration of the day you came to life , but the reminder of your short life, slowly coming to an end.
Finally, this is not even a song. I mean where did the chorus go? Its structure is like one of a kids or commercial song, the combination of a lame melody with meaningless lyrics.
Everyone wore an enthusiastic smile on their faces. I wish there' ll come a day when I will finally be able to explain them my opinion about their enthusiasm. Not that I haven't tried. It was just pointless. Why can't they accept me for who I am?
As they finished their song they ordered me to make a wish but I just blew the candles, not believing that it would ever come true. I even have some evidence, that this is just a false fact. As long as these people keep celebrating my "birthday", or better "deathday", that means none of my previous wishes has come true.
They all left the room, slightly disappointed of my reaction and let me get ready for school.
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I was walking through the hallways when I spotted my two best friends who were coming towards me. Tucker was holding his PDA and was showing Danny something that made him look at me in concern. I wondered what was wrong but I decided to forget about it until later.
"What's up Sam?" asked Danny, smiling, like he always did.
"Nothing really." I replied trying to replace my curious look with one of my usual ones.
"You just looked a little worried. Did anything happen today?" he asked.
"Nope. Everything's just fine. I'm just a little sleepy, that's all." I told him. I really wasn't expecting Danny to forget about my birthday. Not that I care, one person less to bother me about it. It's just that he is my best friend and it's a little strange because he has never forgotten about anything important in my whole life.
"Don't you guys think we should start heading to class? The bell has already rung." interrupted Tucker, feeling a little left out.
"I guess you're right." Danny agreed and started walking the way to class.
A/N: This is my very first attempt to write a fanfic. While judging please consider the fact that I am from Greece and I haven't completed my English education yet. If I have made any spelling or grammar mistakes I would appreciate it if you could correct me.