I'm Not Dead Yet Meme Novels & Stories

Not even if I die. Never.

Dad said. "Her? Who is she? Why can't I remember anything? This is so frustrating!" I gritted out, hitting the table angrily. I glanced from mum and dad to Rachel, and watched them exchange awkward glances among themselves. It was then an eerie thought floated into my mind. "Am I dead?" I blurted out. Mum sighed and said. "Not yet, baby. That's why you have to keep moving because it's not yet time for you to join us."

Rhalia fired off, followed by a slew of red flags and eggplant emojis. "I don't know how you did it, but girl... It's been what? Almost a year?? And you still don't feel the urge to jump that absolute Adonis??" Liora added with her signature dramatic flair. I felt heat rush up my neck as I fumbled with my phone, frantically typing, "Oh my God, guys-", but before I could send it, Maelis delivered the kill shot. It was a meme of dogs humping in full force, with the caption: "Don't be shy, sweetheart. If you need tips, I can help. 😈💅"

"Oh yeah? Well, I’m more than just a zombie dead!" "You know how in those movies and games people kill zombies and they get a second death? Well, I’m the undead zombie!" I declare, pointing at myself with a goofy sense of triumph despite feeling awful and in so much pain. "What? That doesn’t even make any sense!" Mia retorts laughing, but then she groans and holds her head again, falling back onto the couch. "Yes, it does!" I reply, and we dive back into our playful rivalry over who feels more dead.

How did dead men send them notes? “Oh, by the way,” Mason continued, ignorant of the mood. “The internet is having the time of its life. You guys are now a meme.” Hayden snorted despite himself. “Oh my God,” Beck muttered. “Mason, it seems like your job doesn’t keep you busy enough nowadays.” Jared pinched the bridge of his nose. “Thank you, Mason,” he said. “We’ll catch up later.” “You’re welcome. Call me if your dead boyfriend resurfaces.”

nothing. I died.

“No. Just says he’s gone.” Gone. Not dead. Just gone.

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I’m going to die. And nobody’s coming to save me.

“I don’t think Ciara’s dead.” “What?” “I mean, I saw her. In a picture. She’s not dead… but I don’t think she’s really alive either.” My voice was barely a whisper, the words catching in my throat as the chilling image of Ciara, dazed and lifeless, replayed in my mind. The implications were too horrific to fully process.