Oneshot #11-Golden Cage

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My life. A life so many want. A life I don't want. Stuck in my golden cage.

My family is very rich. Think Jeff Bezos kind of rich. I live in a huge home. Well, house. Mansion. Something. It's not my favorite place. But it's a place.

I can't leave the house. My family is so rich, if people saw me and correlated me to my family, I would be dead faster than T-mobile says their 5g internet is. Now, I'm not complaining. I just wish I could live a normal life. Where I could have friends, go shopping, date people. I really want to fall in love.

But I can't.

I would fall, and then they would kill me to get money.

I am the sole heir to my family's fortune.

But I would rather fly

Fly far away from this cage

I wish.

And wish.

And wish.

But never receive.

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That was 3 years ago. A lot has happened since then. I have fallen in love. I did die. Not a happy death, but a worthy one. Like a bee, dying after stinging a human who was coming after the hive's honey. I produced an heir. I am accomplished.
This? This place? This is the afterlife. You've died too.

Welcome.

So, how did you die?

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