Ben Drowned Birthday Novels & Stories

All of a sudden something hit Dina, when was Jack's birthday anyway? "Zero, when is Jack's birthday?" Dina asked randomly while cheering on Bam to deal with that blonde bitch Racheal (Tower of God Manga). "15th of May, which is also today by the way," Zero answered back randomly too. "Hmm, okay his birthday is to... wait! Something ain't right... HIS BIRTHDAY IS TODAY?!" Jerry exclaimed, his eyes bulging from their sockets. "Yes." "Damn!" *** Jerry coated the vanilla and chocolate cake with strawberry frosting before finally using a chocolate royal icing to write a 'Happy birthday' on the cake.

“Mr. Dwayne is…dead?” “That's not possible!” Another one exclaimed, shaking his head in disbelief. “He's only in his thirties, how can he be dead —just like that?” Aunt Elsie took a deep breath. “I know this is hard to believe.” She said, her voice steady. “But it's true. Mr. Dwayne died in an accident whilst taking his bath last Tuesday's morning; he slipped and broke his head, but it was too late before Ms. Fellers could arrive at the scene.”

Allis told him, and he got in the back while I took the passenger seat; we headed out for breakfast. Allis and Harry brought me to Dennys. I was excited but sad too; the last time I ate Dennys was with my dad, he took me for my fourteenth birthday, that was the birthday before he died. My birthday is Halloween, which is in the next few months, it's been a struggle. We sat down at a table and ordered our drinks, "So, we need to talk to you," Harry says, "it's about your nightmares." I looked at both of them,

"You don't get it. The day that they died was my birthday. December 1st. I recall it clearly, Jessie, and ever since then, I have considered the day to be their passing rather than my birthday." "That doesn't mean it isn't important. Tomorrow will always be an important day for you, Din." She took the pillow from him and placed it on the bed. Jessie gave him a hug and lingered there for a while, resting her head on his. "It will always be a special day because it is your birthday." "Jessie." "Shh. Din, your birthday is tomorrow. The whole family will be here to celebrate, and I will always be here with you." She ran her fingers through his hair tenderly as she spoke. Din relaxed comfortably

Crane said as Bonnie started laughing. "Daddy you can't do that on your own, you need the in libro de morte to guide you " Bonnie said as Alex closed her mouth before she would talk further. "The what?' Her dad said as Alex quickly changed the topic. "Dad, today is 2nd of August, isn't that date familiar?" Alex asked as his dad nodded. "Of course! How would I forget my angel's birthday" Crane said carrying her up as she giggled. "Happy birthday my little angel. I'll try take the early shift today so we could get you ice cream and have fun too" Mr. Crane said.

I look up at him, my eyes widening, nervousness gnawing at my insides. “Dante woke me up a minute after midnight. I don’t know how he knows it, but he does.” "Lena?" I ask in my head, hoping she knows anything about this. "I agree. Today is your birthday,"’ she confirms, leaving me speechless again. If she knew, why hasn’t she told me? Living my life in so much uncertainty about my birth parents, my home, and even my birth date has been a heavyweights clinging to my heart. Tears well up in my eyes, and I turn away from Nate as I try to figure out how to conceal them. I reach for my phone to check the actual date when Nate precedes me, saying, “It’s the 24th of January. We should celebrate.”

His voice barely above a whisper, he murmured, “Elara… Lucian is marrying Selene in three days.” He stammered, his hands shaking. “But that day… that day is your funeral.” That day was my funeral. And on that very same day, my ex-husband was marrying the love of his life. I took a deep breath—not because I needed the air anymore. How could I? Was this some kind of sick joke? Even in death, Lucian still found ways to punish me. I wanted to storm into his wedding, to tell him that I was gone, that I didn’t want his wedding overshadowing my funeral. But I couldn’t. Not only because I was just a ghost now, but because Lucian and I had already divorced.

The assistant thrust the report into Jacob's hands, his voice wavering slightly. "The deceased is definitely Lina Rosen." I had always thought that no one from my family would shed a single tear if I died. But right now, Jacob's eyes were bloodshot, and his hands trembled as he stared at the report. Dad stood frozen in place, hardly showing any reaction. But when Alden reached over and touched him, he collapsed to the ground and fainted. When Dad came to in the hospital, his first instinct was to yank out the IV line. Alden quickly forced him back down.

Looking into his enchanting blue eyes, I softened my face. “What’s the date?” I asked him. “August twenty-seventh, why’s that?” “Huh, I’m nineteen now. Guess I slept through my birthday”. “When was your birthday?” Gunner asked a little shocked. “It was on August fourth”. “Well, you missed mine too, it was July sixteenth” “Oh well, just another year right”. “I think we should have a birthday party, for both of us. It can be a welcome-back slash I-was-in-a-coma-for-my-birthday kind of party. What do you think?” he asked with a hint of excitement in his tone.

answered back Cynthia . " Nah it's still just 10:30....there are still 1 and an half hour left for you 15th birthday to go as the most boring day of your life ." exclaimed Damon . " The day wasn't boring at all full of adventures i mean talking to a ghost doesn't happen very day ." said Cynthia . " But saving the world weren't your birthday plans right ..You had plans and desires for this birthday didn't you ?" asked Damon . " It doesn't matter now ." said Cynthia sadly .