Novel & Cerita Death Happy Birthday

Don't stay awake for too long Don't go to bed I'll make a cup of coffee for your head I'll get you up and going out of bed Yeah, I don't wanna fall asleep I don't wanna pass away I been thinking of our future 'cause I'll never see those days I don't know why this has happened But I probably deserve it I tried to do my best But you know that I'm not perfect I been praying for forgiveness You've been praying for my health When I leave this earth Hoping you'll find someone else 'Cause yeah, we still young There's so much we haven't done Getting married, start a family Watch your husband with his son I wish it could be me But I won't make it off this bed I hope I go to heaven So I see you once a

Chapter 13 Horrendous, that was the words can describe my feelings. Everywhere I looked there were dead and souls being picked up by another Grim Reaper. "Name: Samantha C. Real Age: 32 years old Cause Of Death: Accidental Death Time of Death: 3:42 pm." Announcement of the Grim Reaper next to me. For some unknown reason, I look invisible in the eyes of people here in this place. No one is criticizing nor asking about my presence here. I did not try to ask the Grim Reaper next to me because I'm sure he has something to do with it or maybe because I'm one of them so things like this aren't impossible. Well, after all, I am contracted living Reaper the only difference between me and them is tha

"You know how it's been such a bad year, the family drama was taking it's toil on me. Every time Mama would call and she was in pain, he was my pillar. He made me feel like he was going to be there, every step of the way and- "Lylah, no one stays forever", Faye whispered the latter. "But he said- "No listen to me", Faye interrupted. "No, no, no, no, you listen to me. He promised!", Lylah yelled. "He said this was a forever deal", her voice cracked. Faye stared at her friend, she wondered how one could move past something like this. The type of love Lylah had for this guy was different. It was stupid. "You know what, let's pretend Raj doesn't exist, neither Lylah. For tonight you're Barbie, w

I yelled, not minding the glance I’m getting from other people. “I want my little champ to be happy. She feels so down and even her birthday didn’t excite her, it’s more like a death day than a birthday.” He said, and I smacked his hand. “How can you say that?” How could he say my baby birthday is more like a death day.

'It's your time to celebrate Let's just hope you're not a mistake Maybe the nurse forget your birth And picked a random date So this birthday could be fake Well, happy birthday to you Blow the candles don't look so blue We are gonna celebrate Hopefully you're not a mistake If you are, I will kick your ass And chop your head with a new axe Happy birthday, Oh, happy birthday Yeah, yeah, happy, happy, happy Birthday…e yeah…e…yeah eh.

“He's here!!!” A loud scream escaped from the crowd. All the eyes of everyone went in the direction of the door, followed by a loud applause. And the whole crowd screamed simultaneously “Happy Birthday Zayne!!” ~Zayne~ I woke up to a different feeling than all other days. The grief in my heart was heavy than normal. The taste of pain still fresh in my tongue. Memories of Maya came flooding came to my mind. My heart was heavy and my mood grey. Today was my birthday, but it was another birthday without Maya.

“HAPPY BIRTHDAY, TO THE MOST HANDSOME, SEXIEST, YUMMIEST, SMARTEST AND THE MOST DISRESPECTFUL GODCHILD OF MINE!!! HAPPY BIRTHDAY LUCIFER SWEETHEART!” “HAPPY BIRTHDAY, YOUNG MASTER.” The face of that psycho and the other idiotic people here in my house were the first ones that I saw as soon as I stepped out of my room this morning.

It is my birthday in a few days. You probably think it is a big deal, but not to me. The day which marks my entire existence would be the same day my heart stops beating, the day my body would separate from my soul once more. I was going to die. For most people, birthdays call for celebration, to celebrate life and our loved ones, but for me, it spells death, grief. It was not something that happened every year, just as birthdays had stages, so did my death. It first happened when I turned sixteen.

Patiently waiting, days feel like years Hey babe, im dying with my fears Are u coming back, i cant dry my tears My lonely heart need ur smile that cheers. Tell me if u cant stay But baby, can we just find a way? Coz im dying without u every single day In this love so wrong, my heart is ur slay. How much pain can i endure Of this love, i dont know whats for sure Of the heartaches ur the only cure What i only have for u is love so pure Anya again smiles but this time it was a sad one "Happy birthday Karan. I hope you are happy." Anya was busy in her world when Ayaan' phone rings breaking her trance.

“This is midnight. Happy 19th birthday to the Alpha Devils,” I stared at him in disbelief, anger blazing through “If you don't want to spend your birthday in another life, fight. Because if there is one thing, I want. It is to find you three dead by morning,” “Have fun on your birthday.”