Diabetic Since Age Six

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Status: Finished  |  Genre: Horror  |  House: Booksie Classic

Submitted: July 18, 2018

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Submitted: July 18, 2018



You know, I hear often that people my age think they’re immortal

and I don’t understand

Death feels like a blanket around my shoulders

Like a beckoning finger

Like it’s waiting in the wings to take me out before the second act

A jealous understudy

Trying to perform in a play that can only end in tragedy

When have I not felt death breathing down my neck

waiting for me, expectant

knowing I’ll come home sooner rather than later

When have I not been keenly aware of the many ways I could die

Thinking of my brittle bones

Of organs that betray me

I can only remember being like this

It’s almost a comfort

When do I get to feel immortal?

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