This is a short story about life regarding an elderly man regretting a choice he made years ago that he can do nothing about to change… ------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------
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*Note: Although I write my stories through first person point of view most of them are not exactly taken from my life. The stories may consist of a few moments of my life, situations and topics I want to draw attention to, or stories that make me feel inspired and want to happen in my life. I write my stories in first person ("I") to give them a more relatable and personal feeling as I find using made up names or "he" and "she" takes away from the emotional power of the story.
Story Title: "One Decision Away"
Story Script:
I was laying in my hospital bed surrounded by my loved ones nearing my last few breaths of my life. I lived a fairly long and normal life according to what society told me. I worked for the same company from the time I was 19 all the way until when I retired at 67 i rarely explored new things outside my comfort zone and just kinda went through the motions my whole life and accepted things for how they were and did nothing to change them it was alright I guess I never really over thought what I was doing. I always enjoyed singing especially when i was younger and was often told i had a beautiful voice, but society brainwashed me to believe my passion could never be a career possibility as things like that only happen in movies and rarely occur in real life. When i took my final breath and closed my eyes for the final time i noticed my life started playing in front of me almost like a movie for me to rewatch and relive one last time. It started off with me as a child, then my teenage years through high school replaying some of my favourite memories and finally being able to live them one last time. Seeing how proud my parents were of me at graduation was one of my favourites and I was looking forward to finally being reacquainted with them again after all the long years they’ve been gone. As i got to my 19th birthday, around the same time I got hired at the company I worked for I was reunited with the decision I attempted to forget. A couple months before i got the job i encountered a recruiter for young artists with natural talent trying to get their names out there. The man was a parent of an old classmate of mine from high school who i did school plays with in front of massive audiences often consisting of musicals in which i was almost always the lead role singing in almost every song. After being reacquainted with the man at a local grocery store one day he handed me a business card and told me to give him a call to arrange a meeting in which we could explore opportunities for me to get my name out there. I remember thinking about it for a long time probably around a couple of months until i saw an opportunity for a decent paying job and decided to take that path instead, because it was safe. Now, next I expected to see some memories consisting of me laughing with my co workers at my job and moving into my first, second, and third apartment, but that wasn’t the case. At all. Instead it showed me singing at sold out concerts and music festivals with thousands of people in attendance as they looked like waves of the ocean as they jumped up and down to the beat of my songs. It showed me speaking in front of massive audiences and changing peoples lives in the process and being handed award after award. After all this everything just went blank and dark and finally I figured it out. This was the life I should have lived but all because of me being scared of taking a risk and listening to how society told me I had to live my life I never got to experience any of what I just saw and I will never get another opportunity again. I regret making that choice. I regret wasting my one chance at life working for someone else when all it took was for me to follow what I enjoyed doing. I would do anything to go back and change what I chose but I can’t and there’s nothing else I can do except wish and dream that I had the courage to take a risk.
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