Ben Drowned Birthday Novels & Stories

I wanted so much to tell him that i was his father, but Rose would kill me for that. “My birthday is on Saturday." I scoffed. I was so surprised that Rose hadn't told me, but then again, she didn't even want to see me. I went to check the calendar, to see the date. August 12th. “Jason, we have the same birthdays!" I told him, after seeing that Zayne had circled that date so many times on my calendar, and had written "‘Remember, it's your birthday.' He clapped his hands and laughed. He really was a blessing to me.

“Mr. Brown said that my birthday comes when summer arrives. Auntie Adina, are you going to celebrate my birthday with me?” Mr. Brown walked over with a smile. “Young Master Harold’s birthday is May 20th, which happens to be in early summer.” May 20th. Adina clenched her fingers tightly. May 20th was also Alden and Melody's birthday. That night, when she was giving birth with difficulty in the warehouse, Dew was standing outside and watching indifferently. There was no way Dew had given birth to the children! Even though she had already guessed the truth, when the truth was right in front of her, she still found it surreal.

No one deserved to be sad on their birthday. "You look like someone you love just passed away." Kenny who'd come to visit me said. It was my holidays already and I was back home. Mom was cooking some pasta while we were in my room. I sighed a little. Kenny knew all about my funny relationship with Dre so it was pointless hiding it from him. "Tomorrow is Dreidan's birthday." He gasped. "My goodness, so that murderer was born? I thought he came from....not from heaven....from....maybe hell." He said, shrieking.

Damian said pretending to be holding a pen and paper and everyone laughed at what he did. “Next week Wednesday” Jordan said and everyone fell quiet staring at him. “Baby, that’s your birthday” Minx said turning to look at him as to why he would want them to conduct a memorial service on his birthday. “Most of the people that died either died protecting me or died because they were protecting this family. So it's only right I honor them on my birthday, besides I do not like the cringe birthday songs and breakfast in bed thingy” he said very casually like he had no problem with what he just said.

You never really appreciate the little things until they’re gone. “What’s today’s date?” I ask Damien. He peeks up over the edge of his phone. “August seventh,” he answers after a moment. A chill races down my spine. I have been down here for a long time, but that’s not what upsets me the most. August seventh is… “It’s my birthday,” I mumble quietly to myself. The confession almost makes me cry, a sudden wave of homesickness threatening to pull me under.

Gerald Dawson, my brother-in-law, is losing a lot of blood and urgently needs a transfusion. He has a rare blood type, Rh-negative, and Brian Johnson, my wife's first love, happens to be the closest person with the matching blood type. In my past life, I beg Brian to save Gerald. He gets lightheaded after donating his blood, misses a step, and tumbles down the stairs, breaking his neck and dying instantly. Gemma Dawson, my wife, pins his death entirely on me. She takes me bungee jumping on my birthday and directly pushes me off the platform. "Brian suffered so much when he died! You're going to pay it back a hundredfold, Simon!" I have been reborn, and Gemma chooses her first love over me

"And we also tend to forget things easily." "Can you please stop with the suspense and tell me what the occasion of the day is," he said, feeling already bored with the suspense already. "Today is 18th of December Ethan." "And so?" He asked, still not getting the message. "What has it got to do with the occa... Oh my God," he said, hitting his head, "my dad's birthday is today," he added. "What is the time?" He asked. "It is thirty minutes after eight," she said.