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Acceptance Is The Only Way

"Hi, I'm Jason! Can I sit here?" I was busy reading at the library when someone started talking beside me. When I looked up, I saw a handsome young man. He smiled at me.

"Of course," I nodded and continued reading.

"So... Why are you always here?" he asked, trying to strike up a conversation.

"Because I love reading??.." I replied, unsure of my answer.

"What's with all these books? Why do you keep reading them all day? It's boring!" he exclaimed.

"No, it's not boring," I defended my passion.

"Yes, it is!" I looked at him in disbelief, realizing that he wanted me to stop reading. Then he smirked at me.

D4mn!

"Are you trying to annoy me?" I asked.

"No," he chuckled.

"Then why are you here?"

"I just want to spend some time with you," he said.

I rolled my eyes. "I don't have time for a date," I said it seriously, but he just laughed.

"Silly! I'm not asking for a date. In fact, I'm here to help you."

"Help me with what?" I questioned.

"I know what you've been through. I will help you escape," he said, sounding so serious.

"No, reading is my only way to escape everything" I insisted.

"But acceptance is the only way" he replied.

"What are you trying to say?" I asked, confused.

"I told you I want to help you," he reiterated.

"Well, I don't need your help!" I declared, covering my face with a book and pretending he wasn't there.

"Oh, come on, Sarah. Accept the truth now. You died four years ago and yet you're still here at the library, acting like a real student. Don't you want to rest?" he said, making me stop for a while.

After hearing those words, reality slapped me once again. Y-yes...of course, how could I forget? He was right, I was dead.

I had asthma, and someone had locked me in the library on a Friday afternoon. I had been here for almost two days and was found dead on Monday morning.

And it's all happened four years ago...

IPINASKIL: June 05, 2025

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