I'm Dead Gif Novels & Stories

but it’s too late the weird thing about this is that you can see your body inside the coffin, then it is even weirder when you attend your own funeral I can see my friends crying, my former classmates, and finally, my ex over there crying because of my loss “John Carl why did you die suddenly? I will help you rank up on Mobile Legends, right!?”-David (crying) I’m stronger than you! “Poor you. I know stupid people like you die easily but it’s too early.” - Phil “Sorry !!! sorry John Carl !! I know you were hurt when I turned you down but I hope you let me apologize first!!- Dessa (crying)

My fiancé sent me overseas and immediately burned my wallet, threw away my phone, and tore up my visa. He did it all to make sure I couldn't return home and ruin his wedding to his first love. His friends tried to warn him. "Don't go too far. What if your fiancée really gets angry?" But my fiancé didn't care at all. "She's gotten too spoiled because I've always treated her too well. I'm just teaching her to be more understanding. Besides, Yvonne and I aren't really getting married. I'm only doing this so her dying grandmother can pass away without regrets. Nothing will happen between us. Once the wedding is over, I'll make it up to Winnie." The moment his wedding ended, he rushed to find me

there was nothing not even the tini tiny scratch. "Okay either i am actually dead or crazy! but if i am dead what are you doing here?(she said pointing her finger towards Jungkook ) huhhhhhh! di..did you also died? No ....how can you die then it means i am also not dead if i am not dead then why? you clearly stabbed me and hang on a second if you stab me why don't i have the mark of it? huhhhhh is it that i have been in a coma?How long..."

She tilted her head as she continued to say "I'm dead? Kate asked. But it was like she was not asking since she was already very certain that she was dead. "Yes! Yes, you are host! The system, thinking that it seemed he was too excited in expressing that Kate was dead, was silent for a moment. As the system in Kate's head weakly said once again, "Yes, you are dead, host." Kate did not mind the system's awkwardness as she crouched down on the ground gently and poked the glass, confirming her doubts that it was really 'real'.

Grinning. Who the hell smiles at a time like this? She spots us and masks the smile, waving us in. “It’s not good, kids,” she says dramatically, resting a hand on my shoulder. I shrug her off and rush inside. The moment I do, my stomach drops. Dad looks… dead. Grey. Sunken eyes. No heartbeat audible under the chaos. Mum is wailing. “Oh my gosh—it’s true. He’s really dead!” Emma says from behind us.

I know that magic is just an illusion, a trick. Dusting my clothes, I made my way toward my team. They had now assembled themselves in one place, their eyes still holding surprise, and I could guess that they were waiting for me to explain. The crowds were as silent as a graveyard. They weren't making any of their stupid noises, and I am sure they were still trying to recover from the shock of seeing me again. That made me remember a story in the Bible that our Sunday school teacher told us about. It was the story of a man named Lazarus who was resurrected from the dead. The only difference between us is that I have been dead for two months, or should I say suffering and wandering around an

Her knuckles turned white. They were all there waiting for her. Mama Metcalf and her busted open head, dripping gray matter down the folds of her scrubs. Jordan’s face over her shoulder, his dimples as prominent in death as they were in life. The thing that used to be Robby slithered at their feet, its wide toothy smile was just for her. Mykel lurched across the lot in blind arcs, spurting gore as he went from where his head and spine were not so long ago housed. Her parents were there too, each with their matching heart-attack guts swinging before them, stinking of the earth they were buried in. They weren’t alone. The knockers at her door were there by the thousands, dribbling over one ano

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

Just as I was sobbing uncontrollably, those magical little texts appeared again. [Oh, it's really heartbreaking to see. Hurry up and finish the story; your mother is waiting for you in the new world.] [She used up all her points to get this opportunity. Once your life ends here, you can immediately go to her side.] I forcefully wiped away my tears, sobbing softly, "Really? If I die... I can see my mother?" [Absolutely! Your mother knew you were suffering and couldn't come back, and she was frantic. She used up all her points to exchange for a reward from the system. Once your life ends here, you can immediately be teleported to her side to enjoy happiness!]

Melody glared at me, her brows furrowed. "Don't try any tricks. Give me the statue. When you're gone, I'll honor you, but I will take your place as chief designer. I'll live better, stronger, in your stead." I studied her smug expression, a faint smile curling at the corners of my lips. Without hesitation, I smashed the statue to the ground. A horrifying scream sliced through the air. "Ah!" A swirl of dark energy dissipated into nothingness.