Goddess (aris2012) wrote in fantasy_inc,

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Theoretical Question Time!

Have you ever been trapped in an elevator? It's an awful feeling to have, being trapped. For however long you're stuck there, there's always that nagging thought that taunts you to no end: no matter who you are, no matter how much you've accomplished, you are still trapped in the elevator. You're friends can't help you and neither can your name nor your money. The only obstacle between you and death is a grossly overweight repairman whose family could only afford to send him to vocational school or he was too incompetent or too lazy to aspire for anything further. Yet there you have it. A man who will be nothing, who will never have his name in the papers, who will never be noticed by anyone important - he is your savior. In that moment, when you realize it'll be such a waste of talent for you to be crushed by a simple box of metal, you'll wish you had told everyone you've loved that you love them and done everything you've always wanted to do.

Who would you want to talk to? What would you tell them? What regrets would you have?
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First off...my mom and dad. I would tell them sorry for not living up to their expectations, sorry for all the pain and all the anger. Next, because I still see myself with you, you. I would tell you that I am sorry that I won't make it. I am sorry that I won't get to see every step of our life together anymore. Lastely, I would become silent and talk to Mikhel. I would mikhel that I am sorry I couldn't save him, that I am sorry that his mom wasn't strong enough to bring him into this world...that I am sorry for not being there to make sure she was strong enough.
ok...for anyone that understands this, I have someone to calm down. The name is Miklos, not mikhel. Some of you will know....others won't.
ummm I would talk to whoever is on the other end of the emergency line and get to know them better... as for my regrets...not taking the stairs
everyone that I know already knows how I feel about them, finally.

but just one last time I would have to tell everyone I know and everyone I met how much they've made a difference to me.

My only regret is that I wish I hadn't known anyone at all and that way I wouldn't have to worry about making any one sad with my sudden and permenant departure.