“Please, you’re the only one who can help!” The distressed young woman looks at me with helpless eyes. “I can’t lose him! Please!” She begs, tears welling in her eyes.

“I… I can’t.” I say, my voice trailing off as I try to cut off the emotion slipping through the expression on my face.

The woman looks confused and hurt at the same time. “He’s dying. I can’t lose him! You’re the only one who can heal him! I’ve seen you!” Her voice rises in anger as I force my face to remain blank.

“You don’t understand. I can’t help.” I force my eyes closed, blocking off the salted drops of water from escaping my eyes.

I thought I was helping people all this time, and in reality, I’ve just been killing them. I give them a little more time on earth before they die an excruciating death, all caused by me. They could just go in peace, but I’ve made thousands of innocent people die a gruesome death. How selfish of me!

I walk away from the woman, never once looking back.

“NOOO!!” The woman screams at me, her voice giving out over time.

It hurts me more than it hurts her. If only she knew the pain that I feel, the guilt left inside of me.

I won’t put anyone through that kind of pain again. I can’t bare the thought of me being the cause of so many deaths.