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I heard but ignore them and walked away with my guards. My phone rang immediately jolting me out of my thoughts. It Dave . "Hey dude" 📲 They just opened a new club , classic,but the owner invite you. 📲 Okay, I muttered feeling happy. 📲 Dude you need a date. 📲 Can't I come alone, I said feeling tired. 📲 Nope, you can't. You have to come with a sexy lady. 📲 Okay, I'll be there . I cut the call and walked to the class.

“ You must be out of your mind.” “My mind is just seductive.” he replied. “Whatever...but thanks for that, it somehow cheered me up.” He chuckled lightly and took steps going to my direction. He patted my head before pulling me who's in a wheelchair. I took a deep breath while we slowly left the house seeing the bright day and sunrays touching my almost fading existence. There's 83 days more to live. Just 83 days left.

When I go in they all come back from the lunch. "What work do you have that you left so early "asked my uncle. "Some project needs to review so I left."I replied and take a seat. Then we start to talk. Then I and Dolly go to her room. Shaina is with Yash and his friends they are in his room. "Shell I want to tell you something "Dolly said as we sat on the bed. "What is it....is someone bothering you"i asked her. She's like a sister to me. I will always protect her. She tells me everything that happened in her life. She is only nineteen year old.

Mia screamed, as James and I arrived at school. “Hey, guys!” I said. “Whose birthday will be in a week?” Mia asked, knowing the answer. “Ours!” Linc screamed and put his hand over my shoulder. “When is your birthday?” James asked. “7th of March,” I answered. “Why didn’t you tell me?” “I thought you knew,” I said. “It doesn’t matter, James.” I smiled. “Let’s go inside!”

Younger people and older people are gathered in front because they tend to forget what is the game all about. "Ladies and Gentlemen and all in between! welcome to the new Date a Liar game were two opposite sex are partnered to one another and of course play the game!" Only the children clapped their hands when this old lady dressed in a very bright yellow cloth appeared holding a very loud microphone. She has a bright smile but I know deep withinthat she's being happy because she and her comrades will soon watch the murder of multiple people who failed to stand their ground. "You might be wondering young boy what really is the game called Date a Liar?" she said with his annoying high pitched

“If you’re my death angel, why the hell are you here? I'm still alive, am I not?" “Good question.” He grinned. “Do you want to know the answer?” He glanced at my unconscious body before he turned to face me. “Because you will never wake up again, Cresia. March 28, 2018. 12:01am. That will be the exact time of your death.” W-what… “I… I’m going to die?" Those words came as a whisper from me. "No. No way!” I looked at my poor body. No. This couldn't happen to me. This was not real.

Lyod::I was thinking about the first Saturday of August. John::first Saturday of August? Let me check the calendar Hmmmm that should be on the 9th, yes first Saturday is on the ninth. Lyod :: So what do you think? John :: The date is okay , it's cool. Bro please tell me. Lyod :: What do you wanna know? John:: How much time does Laura still have left? Lyod:: That is a very difficult question to answer John . To tell you the truth, I never knew Laura would be alive till today. Her life is a miracle. So now I know it's just God's grace that she is still alive.

Even before he answered, his eyes already gave Shirley an idea of what he was about to say. "They both passed last year. Car crash." Shirley bit on her lower lip, she had no idea. "I am so sorry Alex. I had no idea," she muttered. He nodded, even smiling lightly, although there was no light in his eyes. "Alicia is all I have got. That's why I cannot lose her," Alex ended with a sigh, a heavy one, and Shirley moved to embrace him.

Zoe read out aloud as she scrolled across her phone. ‘If he died when he was sixty-three about seven years ago, then he would be supposedly turning seventy in less than a month. This year?’ Her brain calculated, and the sudden realization hit her. “Something was definitely going to happen probably on his birthday, or there was something attached to it,” she mumbled more convincingly. Unable to overlook all that she had thought of, Zoe picked up her phone and dialed a number, hoping that it would go faster and smoother this time. A few rings, and then a voice picked up.