Personal Narrative-Assisted Suicide: A Short Story

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I was trying to fall asleep on the hard canvas mat of a Navy grade bunk bed. I rolled over trying to get in a comfortable position under the itchy cotton black and white plaid blanket. I began to close my eyes. Suddenly, all the lights turned on and the alarms started blaring, a frantic voice on the intercom said, "This is not a drill, I repeat this is not a drill, the boat is under attack, the boat is under attack, please get to your battle stations, please get to your battle stations, this is not a drill." By the time this announcement was finished, I was halfway up the flimsy spiral staircase, when I emerged on the deck the bone-chilling below freezing degree weather took me by surprise, it wasn't as bad as the shock I was soon going to find out. My feet raced over …show more content…
Why is this happening? Please be a dream, please be a dream I thought, I pinched myself, it was reality. The doctor brown eyes looked at me, waiting for my response, I knew what I had to do ¨I would rather be operated on sir," I told him.
¨Ok," he said. ¨The operation will happen tomorrow at 13:26 hours, we will make incision in your leg after you will be put to sleep, we will remove the shells and frostbite affected area, since you have a common blood type we found a match on the boat who was willing to donate, name Jeffery Q Deaver, we will replace any lost blood with his. After that, we will seal the wound and you will hopefully wake up. You can not eat within twenty-four hours. At this moment you are no longer on the able-bodied