Death Wish

Johnathan had lived a good live. He had everything he could have wished for. Wife, kids, money, a good life. On the hospital bed he looked at the door, hoping he would see his family. He looked towards the window, the last thing giving light. Out there was a city, one that he changed in 5 years. He heard the door open, and he saw a woman. Not just any woman, but his wife. She was a bit tall, beautiful, and caring. "How long do I have?" asked Johnathan. "Not very long sweetie." Johnathan looked into her eyes. He saw in those blue eyes the many memories they made. From the fist day they met, to the dates at restaurants, to them caring for their kids, to the fun moments they had. He saw all of them, and shed a tear, knowing he truly enjoyed life. He held her hand. The last thing he could hold onto. "Why do you have to go now John?" "Because it's my time." He looked at her, with the sad face of pure depression. His eyes slowly start to close. "All my life you have given me all my wishes. But there was one I was waiting for.." His eyes starting to close more and more by the second. "What is it, anything for you John..." His grip on her hand started to loosen up. "My last wish was to see your face before I die..." His eyes almost closed, and his hand almost lost its entire grip. "And you made it come true..." His eyes finally closed all the way. His hand lost all grip, now just lying in hers. The monitor gave out a long loud "beep". He passed. She sat up, and while crying, gave a bit of a smile. Knowing she gave her husband his final death wish.

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