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The Day I Stopped Being Afraid of Death (And Started Living

The doctor’s office smelled like antiseptic and false hope. "Six months," he said, flipping through my scans like they were takeout menus. "Maybe a year with treatment."

By Wiki RjmPublished 9 months ago 2 min read
The Day I Stopped Being Afraid of Death (And Started Living

Chapter 1: The Diagnosis

The doctor’s office smelled like antiseptic and false hope.

"Six months," he said, flipping through my scans like they were takeout menus. "Maybe a year with treatment."

I laughed. Not because it was funny—because the universe had played the cruelest joke. I’d spent my life terrified of dying, and now Death had RSVP’d with a deadline.

Chapter 2: The Bucket List

I sold everything. My apartment. My car. Even the ugly vase Aunt Carol gave me.

With the money, I bought:

A one-way ticket to Bali

A leather-bound notebook labeled "Things That Scare Me"

And a reckless determination to outlive myself

First entry: "Swim with sharks."

Chapter 3: The Dive

The ocean swallowed me whole.

Silence. Weightlessness. Then—

A shadow.

A great white glided past, close enough to touch. Its eye fixed on me, black and endless.

I expected terror.

What I felt was awe.

Chapter 4: The Stranger

He introduced himself on a cliff in Portugal, where I’d come to bungee jump.

"You’re either very brave or very stupid," he said, watching me wobble on the edge.

"Neither," I admitted. "Just out of time."

He tied the cord around my ankle himself. "Funny. You look more alive than anyone I’ve ever met."

Chapter 5: The Storm

We got caught in monsoon season in Thailand.

Rain hammered the tin roof of our bungalow as he traced my scars—the ones from surgeries, from falls, from living too carefully.

"Tell me something true," he whispered.

I kissed him instead.

Chapter 6: The Call

The hospital rang while we were harvesting grapes in Tuscany.

"Ms. Lawson? Your latest scans… we can’t explain it."

The tumors were shrinking.

I dropped the phone into a vat of wine.

Epilogue: The Fear

It’s been three years since my expiration date.

I still wake up gasping sometimes, convinced it was all a dream.

Then I roll over and see:

Plane tickets pinned to the wall

A shark tooth on the nightstand

His arm slung over my waist

And I realize—

I didn’t cheat death.

I forgot to fear it.

"What’s ONE thing you’d do if fear wasn’t stopping you?"

Want More?

The Stranger’s Secret (He Knew All Along?)

Deleted Scene: The Night She Almost Jumped

Alternate Ending: The Scan Was Wrong

(Tags: #Inspiration #LifeAfterDeath #TravelStory #SecondChances #VocalMustRead)

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Wiki Rjm

I am a passionate content writer Reader-friendly content. With 4 years of experience in tech, health, finance, or lifestyle specializes in crafting compelling articles, blog posts, and marketing captivates audiences and drives results.

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