Novel & Cerita Death Is My Bff

she pulls my head back up "I'm-I'm not sad," I tell her surprised by my mind and feelings, "At all," I add "Well you never actually feel pain," she says "That's a condition, Mika. I feel emotional pain, or I was supposed to," My eyebrows furrow, "I saw him," I whispered "You saw him? Saw who?" She asks "Ha-Death I mean," I tell her turning to face her "You saw him?" She questioned as shock crossed her face, "I knew you were special," she whispers

"I'll be fine, okay. I know you're a little worried about me. I'll get over my grief." I nodded. "Sleep well." "Thanks, mom. You too." I went to my room. Thanks to the heater it was less cold than I thought it would be. Pulling off my coat and socks I climbed into bed and leaned against my propped-up pillow. Honestly, this is my first death experience. People barely committed suicide in San Frease and when they did, it wasn't young people who did it, it was always some sucker who got duped by a con artist.

Death is not the End Don’t be ungrateful Life isn’t yours to keep forever Life is just a trip remember Anything that is born. has to die Yes It doesn’t matter If ur weak or strong,rich or poor, old or young Brilliant or dumb oh no. it took my father Death the great equalizer. No Don’t be scared death isn’t the end I tell you they is just a beginning from the end And from here we ride the journey of internal life. Internal life yes . peace of mind The soul never dies

It’s infuriating and intriguing. She glances up at me with a soft, shy smile. “He was my best friend.” My stomach swoops. “Was?” She nods. “I would say he falls firmly in the ‘sad’ category over ‘hate.’ He, uh, died during prom. They cremated him before I even graduated.” I blow out a breath. “Shit. I’m sorry.” “Me too.” She squeezes my hand. “You would’ve liked him. We were obsessed with Manticore Quest together.”

“Kaffe, or whatever your name is.” He tilted his head, studying me. “You have a sharp mouth, Asher. But you wouldn’t even reach the gates before you die.” I threw my hands up, my voice rising. “Why is everyone here so obsessed with death?” Kaffe’s face grew serious, his voice lowering. “Because death here is like anything else,” he said. “It is normal. It is close. Sometimes it is easier than breathing.” “You must be crazy,” I said, shaking my head. “I’m leaving.”

Death had never been a source of comfort for me before. “You’re right.” Death’s voice was eerily calm and he looked much too comfortable in my house. “Right about what?” “The trepidation you feel beating in your heart.” Death’s gaze was intense and I couldn’t tear my eyes away from him. “Why are you here?” I didn’t like Death much. He liked playing games too much and I hadn’t yet figured out when to trust him and when not to. “Like it or not, Kiran, we are bonded to each other. I don’t always have favorites, but I do like you, frail as you are.” I wanted to snort out loud. I wasn’t frail but maybe compared to his powers, I was.

He again removed my arm away from him and questioning eyes darted across my face, "You seem to bring the death subject a lot lately." His words somehow let the smile slip off my face. I shrugged nonchalantly as I gazed outside the window, "Well, in the end, we all are going die, aren't we?" Death. That word alone used to scare me. Well, not anymore. Because death, is not the greatest loss in our life. The greatest loss is what dies inside us while we live. ********** Cara's POV My attention drifted from the conversation Katherine and Ashton's sister - Zoe - were having and my gaze fell on Chase and Lilly sitting together at the couch silently playing together. I smiled at how cute they looke

What if my sister… what if she actually dies and I couldn't do a single thing to help when I was right here! My throat clogged up painfully as my tear ducts stung. Ah, I hated this. Without saying a word, I reached down and wrapped my hand around her torso to help her up, ignoring the words she kept trying to utter amidst dense coughs. ‎ ‎ "No.. Alyssa. They'll... they'll find u.. us." ‎ ‎ "Just shut up and let's move it." ‎ ‎ You're the only one I have left, I can NOT afford to lose you too…. please..

"What did you just say?" "Mr. Jones, I said, Madam has passed away," the assistant repeated, his voice cautious. "In the hospital's operating room—right next to Miss Darby's. Her body is still on the operating table. For some reason, no one has taken care of it. You should come and see for yourself. There's blood everywhere." Allen finally came back to his senses. When he spoke, his voice trembled beyond control. "What are you talking about? Mia is fine. She called me yesterday. How could she be dead?"

No matter the circumstances and odds against me, I am always ready to fight until death. And let me remind you that I have slain many soldiers, knights, monsters, and beasts. Don't forget how I single-handedly killed ten vicious players. I might not know the power of the Smith or anything about the so-called nectar that General Zod and the familiar voice are requesting from me. However, I am sure of one thing. I am sure that I won't die because "Tomorrow Never Dies."