When we got to the hospital, I was quickly rushed into an empty exam room. My mom was forced to wait outside, hysterically crying and being comforted by one of the nurses.
I explored the hospital, figuring that if this was going to wear off soon, then I might as well.
I saw tons of things, a guy getting a heart transplant, a boy with a broken leg, a woman who suffered from a heart attack but was okay…
So variant
Peace ended when I started to experience an unbearable pain in my chest.
I felt my soul being ripped away; little fragments of my core shredded into bits and falling onto the floor right in front of me. I started to scream furiously.
I tried running away, but I didn't know what I was running from.
"HELP!" I tried to scream. "I DON'T WANT TO LEAVE!"
I ran down the hallway and saw one of the patients desperately trying to cling onto his last breath.
I stopped myself and walked into the room that he was in.
It was an old man, probably in his late 90's. He didn't have a scrap of hair on him.
What was he dying of?
I looked around a bit, and saw a paper with big, bold letters, saying, "CANCER."
I walked over to the man, laying in his hospital bed and saw his family gathered around him, watching him painfully die.
"It's okay," they would whisper. "I love you."
One of the children in the family held his hand tightly, crying, "Please don't go."
I couldn't let him suffer anymore.
I had to do what was right.
I had to make a sacrifice.
Walking away from the man, I saw a black hole outside of the room. I took a deep breath, looking back at the man, surrounded by his tirelessly sobbing family.
"I love you all. I'll miss you," he whispered.
I sadly sighed, turning towards the black hole once again.
I started to walk in when I heard a voice from behind.
"Thank you." It said.
The man stood behind me as I turned around, facing him.
I closed my eyes and said, "You're welcome." walking backwards into the portal.
The old man smiled and walked back to his family.
I had realized that I had needed to sacrifice what I wanted for, for the good of others. I wanted to stay this way until I had just been claimed as dead and the whole ceremony would be out of the question, but I couldn't just escape. Compared to what the man was going through, he needed his suffering to end, and I was proud to put him out of his misery.
