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It really hurt me, to see it like that. I had been told all my life that it would happen, but it was the only person I had ever known. To watch it like that was the most traumatic thing to ever happen to me, the lowest point of my life. I had never seen death before, natural causes or unnatural ones.

I grew up in the average fashion of modern society, completely alone. There was only one person ever around, my completely optimistic and happy-go-lucky caretaker. The caretakers are a kind of construct made of genetic material that have certain restrictions to their personality and body type, the caretakers are eternally happy and unable to be angry or grow overweight in any way; they are forever healthy without being able to hurt their charge. They are also androgynous, as a precaution against overpowering desires and to eliminate gender bias in our rapidly shrinking society. I was given mine upon birth, though my parents have never seen me. I was born and then aged to five years old in the space of an hour. My caretaker was then issued to me, along with the knowledge that it would, upon my eighteenth birthday, simply die and fade away. For thirteen years it was there for me, and for thirteen years I saw it as my only friend. I never saw anything else alive; I was raised inside and never went out. Not that anything organic remains; the atmosphere destroyed itself years ago. So to watch it, on the very moment I turned eighteen, suddenly stop and fall to the ground was a shock. Then it began dissolving. I stood there, shocked, until it finished. Then I clued in to what was happening.

It took me four years to dig myself out of the depression that its death had caused. I finally did by telling myself that it wasn’t my fault, it was designed to do that. So I live my life now, perfectly content with the actions I have done. Nothing is truly my fault; society makes all the mistakes.