Death And Me Novels & Stories

Suddenly I heard something, no, they were footsteps, I was right all along, am going to be meat to someone today...tears gathered in my eyes as I was feeling pains in my heart and body, this is how I die, at least I know I at least was useful to someone even at death and then become pop to the grass which I'll fertilize, at least I was not a total waste, I had to console myself as I cried silently, I'll be eaten and digested. The foot steps kept walking towards me as I remained still, I didn't know how many people there

I smiled as I kept thinking about the first time I met her, and I chuckled involuntarily, and just let all the recollection fills my brain and heart before I perished. It's so unhappy that we ended up like this but at the same time, I had no regret to let myself die here with her, with the sword which connected our bodies. I will never regret this moment even in heaven. This is between Love and Death, and I chose to disappear here with someone I used to loved and I used to hate. But in the end, I still fill the same way. I still felt my love for her that was only covered with anger and grief. But the most important thing was that the truth brought into this world. I held Ylisha's head and g

Death. "God if you are hearing me, I need a miracle." I whispered in desperation not ready to die as I breathed my last breath hoping it was not too late. As I died an unexpected thing then happened...

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Stacy was in control of Prince's company and the kids also got their massive share from his will. Before Prince died, he let out a cry and said, "Father, I hope you'll be proud of me now because for once I decided to be good and it led to my doom. Mother, I have finally become the son you wanted me to be even though I caused your death. Goodbye earth. My moment with you was dramatic." At that moment, he was executed. Queen wrote a book about him several years later and it was a bestseller. It made over 100 million sales worldwide and inspired people to be good.

he places his hand on his chest, feigning confidence. "Conceded much?" I ask him boldly, cutting his sentence off and leaving my fear in the dust. He chuckles deeply causing my heart to clench, uncomfortably. My father is dead in front of me, a bullet wound to his head and here I am, laughing with a strange, 7-foot man who shouldn't be in my house. "Well baby, I'm death, nice to meet you," I know it was dumb, but I broke into laughter. "Yeah, and I'm Demeter now get out before I call the cops," I glance back over at my father as he lies in a pool of his blood.

“Dad, Mom, I might end up being alone again.” Rain wiped off the dust on her parents’ memorial photos with a cloth and smiled. “But I think I should be fine.” At the very least, she would no longer feel so depressed and hurt. She was about to leave after the visit, but Joshua finally arrived with a bouquet of fresh lilies. “Sorry, Rain. Faye suddenly had a high fever, and I was busy taking care of her. I just remembered it’s your parents’ death anniversary today. Why didn’t you say an—”

she muttered, as if unable to accept it. She turned to look at my corpse again, yet not a single tear fell. She tried desperately to find proof that it wasn't me. But the moment she saw my pale, bluish face, she couldn't help but retch. "Ms. Saddler, it seems you've confirmed this is Ms. Flora Saddler," the officer said from the side, unable to hold back. He took out a document and placed it in front of her. "If so, please sign. The funeral home is waiting to carry out the cremation."

"Ms. Griffin, are you the one who scheduled the death care service?" I nodded and pointed weakly at a cardboard box nearby. "After I pass away, please play everything in this box at my funeral." After I finished speaking, my hand dropped to my side. I heard the man sigh beside me. "Ms. Griffin, you've been through a lot in this life. Leave the rest to me."

"I don't work for this world anymore, Julian. This world is closed. The ledger for Earth was finalized an hour ago. Every soul has been accounted for and moved to the next Great Cycle." "But I'm still here!" "You aren't," Death says, and for the first time, I see a flicker of pity in his eyes. "In the eyes of the universe, you were settled centuries ago. You are a rounding error. A ghost in the machine. I cannot take what is already recorded as gone." He begins to fade into the mist. "Wait!" I shriek, dragging myself toward him. "What happens to me? What do I do?" His voice comes from everywhere and nowhere, a final, fading whisper.