Short Story 145 Words. Sci-Fi Writing Challenge
Rated PG-13 – Language
I am done, there aren’t enough words in the English language to express how done I am with this life.
I’m Amanda Stevens, 28 years old, and I’ve had enough tragedy to last a lifetime. My parents died in a car accident when I was 5 years old. One abusive foster home after the next. I’m too fucked up to maintain even the most basic relationships. Drugs have destroyed my body and my mind.
I am done with this life.
“Miss, you realize there are no guarantees, right?” The uniformed man states.
“Yeah, no shit.” I reply.
“Ok then, sign here and step into the pod.”
Signing quickly I step in and he shuts the door. I start to choke. Blackness.
The nurse hands the smiling woman her baby. “What will you name her, ma’am?”
With love in her voice she coos, “Amanda… Amanda Stevens”.