Novel & Cerita 1000 Funny Ways To Die

"Well these 'Toys' are used to give someone a brutal death. Thier are so many ways you can kill someone brutally. We have different levels of machines depending on person's deed. Starting from basic to horrendous ways of dying. Like have you heard about peeling of human skin and putting the body on fire, cutting the head, electrocuting someone, inserting pins in the whole body-" I raise my hand in order to stop him as my eyes widened. What the hell did I just heard? I don't need all that information but I could be assure that William was dying a really bad death today because even his basic package would be horrifying for William. "Let's go with the medium level but first I need to talk to W

(Today I am here, but tomorrow There will be my memories, If I will not be here There will be the talks of mine) (If you will turn the pages Of life Then I think you will also cry Remembering me) **** Marna to sabko ek na ek din padega. Magar dekhte hai kiski mout ka sadma Kitno ko lagega. Kya khushi manaenge ya phir gum me doob jaaenge. Dekhte hai mere janaze par kitne mere aaenge. (Everyone had to die one day But let's see, who will take the shock of Someone's death) (Who will be happy and who will cry Let's see, who will come on my funeral) **** Kya pata kab mout ka paigaam aa jaye.

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After returning from the kitchen with seconds, her face paled as she heard her friends mentioning the suicides from the previous day. "What do you mean "unnatural"?" one of her friends asked Sophie. "Well from what I heard, they all killed themselves in horribly gruesome ways. Supposedly, one them drowned himself in boiling water, another stabbed himself to death, and the third gutted and then hanged himself."

blabbing " please just let me go, I wouldn't even taste good, am very skinny and your gods wouldn't even like me, and if you want to sell my organs, let me inform you that my organs wouldn't even work fine without me, the moment you kill me my organs stop, so please just let me go. I finished, I just hope they listen to me, my breathing came out heavy as I just said those words with so much speed, I don't think I've ever talked that fast. It became too quiet for my liking and before I could really understand what was happening, I heard laughter, yes laughter, maybe they were laughing at the fact that I think they would let me go, or maybe they don't understand English and found my strange la

Over my dead fucking body. **************************************************

I suggested. She looked me up and down in horror. “Depends on what the headlines will say tomorrow. Waitress found dead in parking lot? I can think of a few more creative ways to die than that.” I don’t think I had ever laughed so hard in my life. She was hilarious. “I prefer elevators. Is that creative enough for you?” I asked. She thought about it hard as if she was actually considering it. “Only a little.”

he repeated. “Well,” she said gaily, “since I’m going to die anyway, I might as well go out happy.” Her face fell as she thought for a moment and then continued, “Of course, unless you’re into necrophilia, you’ll only get one chance at me. But just think... ! They’ll find me dead in your bed, but with the happiest smile they’re ever going to see on my face. It will drive them absolutely nuts! Now let’s do it.”

Kerry asked. "Fake your death."

Hopeless to call on Dean, it'd only distract him. You know how people say, you only know what you have when you lose it? I guess, it was then I appreciated the friendship with Dean. My life back on earth, everything. I could remember Dean licking ice cream for the first time as it fell on his shirt and he licked it. Said, nothing this delicious should go to waste. I laughed, but no sound came out. It was funny, being in front of death yet only happy memories I thought about. Life is funny like that, you only remember the best, when you're faced with the worst case scenario. You laugh out loud when you're dying, not because you're happy, but because death is comical.