You have less than two weeks to live.
My heart stopped, my mind shifting, no longer focusing on the present, yet to the full reality of this statement.
The doctor continued his explanation, yet i was not listening, i could not hear the details of the tragic truth of my newly found life. Staring at the poster behind the doctors balding, yet oddly shiny head. I saw a family, supposedly happy that their mother had been saved by the cervical cancer vaccine.
Yet nothing could stop mine, the doctor rambling on continuously, as if he enjoyed this part of the job, the words being unspoken yet thought with glee: I get to charge you for telling you all about your inevitable death in painful and most likely upsetting detail. He was a part of a capitalist society, sadistic to the bone.
*This story may affect some people emotionally. ‘Read More’ only if you are certain you are stable*