Quite the decision it was. Millions of people had done it, but I could not seem to bring myself to do it. I didn't trust it. I wanted to, but that fear kept creeping into my head.
It is strange, the decisions that people can make. They can just decide that there is no god; that there is no heaven. The scientists say "Heaven is all in the mind," so heaven is all in the mind. They invent a chemical to keep the mind alive and the whole world buys into it.
Heaven-x filled the syringe I held in my hand. Heaven-x changed the entire world. Heaven-x was the solution to the fear of what death led to. It kept that special part of the brain alive that science accredited with that light people spoke about.
So as the sickness crept across my lungs, I held that syringe.
"Heaven is your choice," the TV advertisement had told me. It was my choice.
I coughed up blood. I could feel myself slipping away. Lying in the death ward, I watched so many others make the choice that seemed so easy. Why couldn't I