STORY BOOK

you walk through a door into another room but you don't know what its purpose is. You take a look around and see every memory you've ever had every mistake that you have made you see your life flashing by like a picture show. Like a page in a book only it doesn't end as the story goes on you see a blank space an realize the room of your life is incomplete cause it doesn't end at 16 life goes on Many years later you lie in bed close your eyes because you are so weary but yet wide awake you are weak but yet you feel strong. you open your eyes and there in the middle of a dark room is a big book. You look around and all except for the book the room seems empty and you open the book and suddenly the room isn't so empty cause there flashing before you is your life and there you see every memory you ever had every memory you that you've made and its all in a big book a story that was once incomplete and now as your flipping through the pages of your life you come to the very last page and it reads, "this is the memory of your death." And you see yourself lieing in bed and then your eyes close and your life ended. Now you know that you have completed a life long story. A story that was worth writting , worth living now the completed book lies in a soul that never really left the dark room.