You have lived a great life. And you are ready to pass away. Your family is there with you, your daughters, your grandchildren. You call your youngest grandchild and hand him the notebook, “keep it s secret” you tell him.
As you take your last breath, you tell them you love them. You close your eyes, and feel how everything starts fading away. You can hear the muffled voices of your family crying.
Everything goes black. No light, nothing, but it is the end of your life. And the memory of how perfect it has been, makes you happy.
THE END
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