How Not To Die Novels & Stories

Megs butt in! "What?! Are you telling me that I killed Deku without me knowing?!" "Hey. Guys! The doctor said, Deku died on heart attack. Don't blame her." Lara argued. "But do you really forget about Deku?" Driana asked and draw near me. "I didn't forget him—" I suddenly stopped talking when I saw Driana's mischievous smirked! "Nice." She whispered. Wait...

I didn't receive any messages or notifications that my follow request had been approved. I sat down and looked at myself in a handheld mirror. I watched as the numbers above my head slowly counted down. I had three hours to go. I wanted them to be with me on my last day in this life; I wanted to know how they would react when I died. Maybe they would be pleasantly surprised—no one cared about my life or death, after all. They were my family, but they despised me with every fiber of their being. I brought the food to the table and waited. Some oil had splashed onto my hand while cooking, and it hurt. It didn't take away from my excitement, though.

He looked at me a little concerned. "I'm not leaving unless you come with me," I told him and squeezed his hand. He smiled back at me. "I don't know if you remember what happened the first time I visited your home and what I am, um, I'm Death and I'm immortal," I stated firmly and watched an array of emotions cross his eyes. "What does that even mean, you kill people and cannot die," he asked incredulously. I bit my lip and sighed.

I flash a wide smile on my face, the one I rarely show. “When I die-” “Foul.” he replied and I rolled my eyes on him. “Just let me speak, okay?” I said. “Don't use the foul word. I hate it.” he responded and pinched the bridge of his nose I took a deep sigh and swallowed the forming lump in my throat. “ When I die...I want you to continue living. Go find a girl that will treat you what you deserve.” “I'll rather die.”

With my ability to live just by absorbing the water particles in the air, I was guaranteed to survive the apocalypse. I boarded up all the windows except for the one near the balcony as a safety precaution. I then picked up the novel I had been reading. It was part of the resources that I had quickly gathered while everyone was busy fighting over the money and mocking me earlier. I had a few novels, card games, and puzzles. Although they seemed to be useless in a plant apocalypse, they were essential in keeping me sane in an isolated environment.

He who does not hear the advice of the wise one is bound to perish and perish forever. Forever in the sense of facing the most believed last stage of life which is death. There is a lot you can hide but not death at least for a sickness you visit a foreign hospital, country, or even continent to hide your situations but when it comes to death there is little you can hide, you just go. They argue and advise that do good while you still live as people will judge you and your name by the deads of your days on Earth.

“I just don’t understand that, New Girl.” “Understand what?” “That man in there. I couldn’t help overhearing. If I had to watch all my friends die because they couldn’t keep it in their pants, I’d be down on my knees thanking the big fella upstairs every night I was lucky enough to escape safe.” Emily pushed by him and re-entered the corridor. They buzzed through the security door and stepped into the adjoining wing. “In my book, alive is always better than dead,” Mykel said, squeezing antiseptic wash over his hands. “No exceptions.”

I tried to crawl my way out but Jake stood in front of me. “What did I say about quitting?” He bent to my level and smirked. “You are such a bad boy, Jake.” I glared at him as I started to crawl back to where my friends were. They met me half way and picked me up. “I think I’m about to die.” I said as sweat ran down my face, my hair had started to stick to my face and as annoying as that was, I had no strength to do anything about it. “You are not going to die, Keisha. It’s just exercise.” Nicole said, making me glare at her.

He paused to look over at Jacob while they both laughed, "Perfect for a little game, don’t you agree? And as long as you keep to the rules, we won't touch your dying little pet over there." "Rules? What are the rules?" "Don't worry; they are so simple, and you will remember them. 1. Run. 2. Run. and rule number 3. Don’t die. It is not up to you when you get to die; that is up to us. Do you need to write that down, honey? Run, never stop, and ask for permission before dying."

So why would he go and take his own life? When he thought about that, Shane's mind drifted to the hijack incident of the previous day. He recalled just how rattled Hilton was. However, Shane felt like that shouldn't have been reason enough for him to take his own life. Something else must have happened that pushed him over the edge.