Morbid Responsibility: A 5-Minute Freewrite (Fiction)

Ramon: You know what, Danny; I have this morbid responsibility to plan for my own funeral.

Danny: What on earth? What’s up with that?

Ramon: Well, I feel like I should do it. You know to be responsible and stuff. I mean, I don’t want to burden my family with the expenses when I suddenly die.

Danny: Stop that, Ramon; you're only 22 years old! You still too young and have a life ahead of you.

Ramon: But, you never know, right? I could get into an accident or I could die in my sleep.

Danny: That might be true, but that just sound so wrong somehow…. Sigh, so, what do you plan to do for your funeral?

Ramon: Well, first off, I want something unique. I’m thinking of a Viking funeral.

Danny: Are you serious? You mean the kind where they put you on a boat then set your body on fire after which the boat would be pushed to sea?

Ramon: Bingo! That’s the one I want. Don’t you feel that it’s the ultimate send off?

Danny: I’m not sure I’ll call that the ultimate send of. Also, is that even legal?

Ramon: It’s not? Well, I guess I'll just settle for a simple cremation then though having fireworks while my ash is being scattered on the sea should work too.

Danny: I think that’ll work, not to mention more realistic. So, is there anything else?

Ramon: I want a casket, a fancy one. Also, I want my favorite song to be played during my wake, in full volume and in loop!

Danny: The neighbors would sure to complain, not to mention a nightmare for your mourners.

Ramon: I don’t care if they don’t like it, it’s my funeral so I get to choose the music.

Danny: I guess that’s only fair. Do you have anything else in mind?

Ramon: I want an epitaph that reads "Told ya’ I was sick."

Danny: (laughs) that sounded mean somehow but I guess that’s still acceptable.

Ramon: (laughs) I know right?

#freewrite