CSI: Crime Scene Investigation
Word Count: 209
Most people wish that I... (What? Complete the thought and write a ficlette about it.)
Most people wish that I would die.
There was a sharp crack as the ball hit the bat and split seconds later the piece of equipment hit the ground and he was off running. Running as if his life depended on it.
“You’re going to die Ecklie.”
It was a whisper from the boy on first base, but his ears caught it. Yet he, he kept running. It was a meaningless threat. He got a home run.
I'm 15 for a moment
Caught in between 10 and 20
And I'm just dreaming
Counting the ways to where you are
He was walking home, the shiny prize-winners trophy tucked under his arm. Home wasn’t very far away. The homeless woman leapt out at him but he merely raised an eyebrow.
“You’re going to die! The apocalypse is coming!”
He took out his wallet, slipped a note into a grimy pocket and kept walking.
It didn’t matter, because she was already dead.
I'm 22 for a moment
She feels better than ever
And we're on fire
Making our way back from Mars
15 there's still time for you
Time to buy and time to lose
15, there's never a wish better than this
When you only got 74.7 years to live