Isn't it funny, if every men are equal then why if you kill the president you get a longer punishment? I don't know, they say that is communism but who cares, in any case I would have ended up dead... Here I had been sitting on my bed for about... I looked at the wall... Damn... I had lost count. Here I was waiting for my death, as if anyone cared, I have no relatives, my parents are dead and I hadn't found love at any point of my life.
      The prison guards walked up to my cell and said that the time had come, I got up, they opened the cell door and I got out. I took a last look at my room, the walls were white and when I looked at my left there was the toilet, and after that my bed. Nothing to look back for...
      After walking the Last Mile as some people say I got into the execution room and sat down on the only chair in the room, the staff closed the door and I waited. I guess this is how old people feel, waiting for they're deaths, living but slowly dying...
      I heard a noise that came from the ventilation on the ceiling, and then a toxic cloud came out of it. Trying to hold my breath I lied down on the floor, like I was already dead, but it wasn't for so long that the cloud came towards me. Feeling my veins and my arteries explode made me feel kind of sad, but I had no regrets. It felt like my body was melting slowly from head to toes, my hair was burning.
                                         Everything became white
                                                     Then...
                                                   Nothing