"The Inevitable" by Gian V.

 "We're losing him!"
The hunkering junk car swings a hard left and the tires give the loudest banshee scream they've ever heard before.

"Oh God, oh God, oh God!" The two silhouettes clamor and hold together what seems to be a man that's falling apart, passing in and out of consciousness.

"Today of all days, and this happens!" Tears and hysteria floods the heart to one of the figures of the dark. The other remains silent, still in shock to see such a mess but able to physically function better.

"Is he breathing still? Check his pulse damn it! We're getting closer but there lays obstacles we will have to manuever through. I'll have to do some things to I thought I'd never have to do for even the slightest chance to save him. Hang on!"

The clattering car runs through a grassy field past a towering fence. The fall of the fence continues to ring in their ears. Families move out of the way, but their toys and barbecue grills become casualties. Considering the situation, the driver would've felt like a superhuman out of an action movie had this person in the car not been dying. The adrenaline rushing through the driver's body could easily generate a steady power plant for a week.

"He's not breathing and there's blood everywhere. I think he's choking. We gotta clear his airways."

One attempts. But the man that's falling apart isn't responding. He finally flinches a little and wheeze very heavily. His owl eyes widen and he howls to the wolves of his presence. That situation seems to diffuse a little, but another problem arises.

"I'm falling apart," he violently coughs. "I don't know if I'm going to make it. But if I don't, just know that it's okay."

They wondered at amazement to how he was able to speak considering he stopped breathing moments ago. All of a sudden, he's now conscious and trying to speak before what may be the inevitable. No one knew how to respond or if they should make calm him, but they continued to listen because this might be it.

 "Don't put me in tubes and machines if I can't get out of this being who I once was. I don't want to baptized by the doctors to come out a pathetic patient kept to a leash of Medicine to mark time on the wall rather than live. I'd already be dead by then. I've lived a good life. Most don't have a say before the curtains close, but I'm lucky that I do. I know what's waiting for me when I go, but you should all know that this is all inevitable. How we go just depends. I'm dying again today, as I just died earlier. But I'm not staying here."

The car hits a curb and the trunk swings wide open. Hard work and time fly out in the end. A blizzard of papers and a clock leave a trail on the road.

"Don't panic! Just hold on, we are nearly there."

 "Yes. I am. But none of you are. Live your lives to the fullest. Leave no regrets and bring happiness to others. Love truly, learn the truth, and honestly travel the world. My journey is at its end today. But yours have barely begun. Before you go, pass these simple and yet ignored sentiments I bestow upon you. Revise them if you want, so long as knowledge born through experience is shared to the next generation. You take care of each other. Don't forget what is most important when you do menial tasks."

They pull up to the building, nearly flipping the car over.

"Help! Help! He's dying. We need help!"

Three blues and a white come over with a gurney seconds after and rush to them. They begin to place him on the rolling flatbed coffin.

"I love you all and forgive anything that you may have done against me. Don't let guilt eat you when I die. Remember to live. If there's one wish I have, it's for you all to live."

He holds his trembling hand out as he said the last sentence. They take him away leaving the three others with each other and thoughts.

Everyday he saw everything he did as a task. Do this. Do that. But he changed his ways and took the challenge to explore and carry on adventures where he learned so much and built relationships that lasted his lifetime. He did good for others, even at times when they didn't deserve it. But he did it anyway and taught them the valuable lesson of generosity. He left behind a trail for us to observe, but to really honor his wishes is to make our own paths and see what we find because we are all unique. Remember to live when you find yourself drowning. Go live.