It is most befitting, if I may say so. To die in here I mean. I sit there, in the dark. The blinking fluorescent lights illuminate the place every now and then. When they do, I catch glimpses of the two kids that lay in the children’s area. A brother and sister, I presume. I could not believe their parents would allow them to come to this place. At least not now, not in the current state of our world. Then again, I guess it’s the parents who are really at fault for all that has happened. I doubt anyone could have predicted when the inevitable would take place.
I bring my trembling hand to my aching shoulder. As I sit there against a pillar, one of many that hold up this place that will undoubtedly fall, I reflect upon my life. I missed the chance to get married when I was younger and now… well, who wanted to marry an “old goat” anyway? I exhaled a breath in attempts to calm my weak body. I shake my head. With all the attempts that were made to make this wo