At sixty the doctor said, "Prepare to die." Not ready for death she followed orders special diet, multiple pills ingested. At seventy the doctor said, " Carry on. Increase these pills breathlessness will be gone." All good, she thought I got pills. I got life. At eighty the doctor said, "Things are worse. Let's experiment for a longer life." Medication replaced religion giving life. At ninety "I don't want to live. Please Help me die." Stopping tablets Not easily done when the habit of living is so strong, pills taken. No good, she thought I still got life.
Written for Carrot Ranch where this week Charli asks:
June 25, 2020, prompt: In 99 words (no more, no less), write a story with the phrase, “I got life.” It can be told from any point of view. What meaning does it lend to your story? Go where the prompt leads!
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