I had five girls dump me (the first for posing nude as Mr. April for a calendar at my college) before I managed to marry one. Had a nice job, a good relationship with my family (except my dad who died of a heart attack). The heart attack things seems to have been congenital, since I died of a heart attack at sixty-five while playing softball in the senior citizens league. I kept trying to have children, but no luck

I got a boyfriend in my late 20's, got enaged, had a looong engagement (I didn't realise I had to hit the get married button ). Finally got married, couldn't have kids for some reason, had an affair with the cute young guy that works at the drycleaners, husband found out about it, but forgave me because he can't live without me, still couldn't my own kid because apparently I waited too long to have kids, so adopted a son. Had a great job, retired with a good sum of money, left everything I owned to my husband in my will, and then died in my sleep. Not too bad a life, really.

After a long, but very relaxing day, with a deep sigh you climb into bed and sink into the warm, cushiony fabric. As you drift off, feelings of intense serenity and well-being overwhelm you. Pleasant images of childhood visit with sweet memories of Mom and Dad, school, and growing up.

The memories flash by your mind's eye with startling reality -- the smell of school on your first day, the flowers your boyfriend brought you on your first date. You recall places you haven't visited for years in picture-perfect detail. Friends and neighbors who have gone on greet you.

They are filled with excitement to see you, though you soon realize they are not communicating their joy in words. It's almost as if...



this will go on forever...

You have died.

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I'm assuming this is the peaceful ending? Ended up marrying late so I adopted a kid. I like that you can actually give them names instead of the game calling them something generic like "your child".

I would laugh if someone actually did call their child "your child"

Is it not possible to have a kid with your husband? *peer*

Seems like it, only way I was able to get pregnant was randomly before I was married.

I had a good childhood, loving family, went through a couple of relationships, married to a nice guy, was relativaly happy. Made quite a bit of money, very calm and kind person. Well liked.

On the way to the store, you feel yourself alternating between feeling refreshed from the cool outside air, and dizzy. You stop and rest every few minutes, regain your composure, then move along.


The last thing you remember is a crowd of people gathering around you on a street corner. For some reason, you are looking up into the sky. It is clear and bright blue. You feel very peaceful. How nice it would have been if you could have said good-bye.


You have died.





:S I haveta die on my way to the store. That's screwed up.

I died in debt, but I had the cash to pay it off. That pissed me off more than the numerous, failed relationships

It bugs me that you can't seem to have children with a husband at all.

I tried twice, the first time I had a really boring life being an intellectual and never going to wild parties, had a serious boyfriend that started talking about marriage at one point, but I didn't know how to work the marriage icon yet, and thus, the relationship fell apart. I died alone in my bed, never having worked a day in my life, never married, no kids whatsoever, and a virgin- but I avoided being kidnapped as a kid: turned in the kidnapper, and got a scholarship to college. I also had a very good relationship with my family, and surprisingly, quite popular

My second time- I went to a bunch of parties, got married, tried to have kids like a billion times, didn't work so I adopted two, and right after adopting the second child, I died in my sleep.

The younger you are, the higher the chance of getting pregnant.

Two peoples:

Male, Lawyer, had more money then I could spend, 2 kids, and had one affiar, but was otherwise well liked and had a very happy life. Died in my sleep.

Female, Researcher, more money then I could spend again, 7 children, total of three or four one-night stands/affairs... but married to her first boyfirend from highschool... Well liked, etc...

First time I died alone but popular, after surviving lots of hazards such as kidnapping and senior citizen softball.

The first time I did things as I would likely do irl (always figured I'd die alone ), so the second time I decided to shake things up, so I was going to try to make a big bad bully and do everything the mean way, but I got bored and decided to trust the guy asking me to get in his car. Maybe I'll try again later

I tried to go through the whole thing being a total delinquent, and died from liver failure and blood poisoning after getting stoned