The fight…It had been one of my best. Even though I may not have been expecting it to be my last, I was as prepared as I ever was. I managed to kill a large percentage of my attackers. But in the end, one of them finally got the better of me. He snuck up behind and waiting until I was preoccupied with the rest of them, he managed to pick me up and throw me. I fell head first into a gravestone and I knew then that the end loomed near.
I don’t think anyone really expected this to happen. After all it wasn’t written anywhere that I was to die like this. If it had been maybe we all could have been better prepared for what lay ahead. Although that’s not to say I haven’t been expecting this, rather that I’ve been waiting for this day for some time.
And even though I’m not yet twenty, I’ve had a longer life then most. If the truth be told, I should have truly died almost four years ago, when I was only sixteen. Since that night I’ve known it was just a matter of time, we all knew. And although I’m sad to see my life come to an end, I can’t say I’m scared.
At sixteen too many questions would have gone unanswered by my sudden death. But now, though it will still be hard, even my mother will be able to cope a little better and even understand why I had to die.
People would say it was such a tragedy for someone so young, who had a lifetime ahead of them, to have died. And even though at the age of nineteen, I have I all actuality lived a very full and complete life. So I may have never had the chance to have children or get married. I knew years ago that these things were never meant for me. Of course this doesn’t mean I never wanted them, just that it wouldn’t have been very realistic to have dreamt of having them.
I may have made a lot of mistakes in my life, but given the chance I wouldn’t change a thing. I’ve made some good friends, as well as lost a few of them.I experienced things most people wouldn’t even dream of, and if they were to dream of them it would be more of a nightmare for them, then it would be a dream.
Even though for a short time I had found love, that too was to be abnormal and short lived.
Looking back on things now, I realize exactly how lucky I’ve been. I may have hated who I was and at times even wish I were someone else. Eventually I came to terms with my destiny and I was able to live the remainder of my life in happiness.
Even now as I wait for death to sink it’s teeth into me and claim my body for it’s own. I am able to remain truly happy. For I know that I have been blessed with the gift of a complete and fulfilling life. No matter how short it may have been.
Although, I am left with one final thought. I wonder if they will know when I breath my final breathe, that it was truly my last, or will they need to be told of my death? For their sake, I hope they just know. I’d hate to think of each of them going through the pain of receiving a midnight call, to tell them I have died.
Before the night is over, not only will it have come to an end, but also that of an entire generation. For the next will be called. In every generation there is a Chosen One. She alone will stand against the vampires, the demons and the forces of darkness. She will be the next Slayer!!