Novel & Cerita I'm Not Dead Yet Meme

“But you’re not out of this yet, kid.” --- ---

Not yet. Not today.

My eyes widened as I patted my own face and the rest of my body. I'm still alive, aren't I? I can't die yet. thoughts in my mind. My tears started to flow, "I'm still alive, aren't I? You can still hear me and see me, right?" I asked him. "No, you're not alive Lee." "No, you're not alive Lee." I heard him answer so I cried even more. "What!? It's not possible! I can't die yet! What the hell are you talking about?! Take back what you said! If I'm dead, then why are you still seeing me?!" I moaned while crying.

Not even in death. The End.

Even if it killed me. ____ Vote and comment guys

I asked her. "Well that depends..." She said. "Depends on what?" I asked her. "Tell me, what's the last memory you have?" She asked me. I tried to think about not but nothing came into my mind, it was completely blank like someone had wiped out my memories. "I can't remember anything, just a name" I said. "Well son that means that you are definitely dead, what I don't understand is why you haven't crossed over yet, you shouldn't even be here." She said.

Over my dead fucking body. **************************************************

“ Yes, and you know what? I'm actually prepared to die, because life definitely isn't worth living anymore.” *Wait,what?*

"Your father has been waiting for you for years. He didn't look for a new girlfriend, and he didn't take a wife. He bought a small house and has been waiting for you this whole time. Are you willing to return to his side?" I nodded. The system breathed a sigh of relief. It then informed me that once I died in this world, I would be able to see Dad. I removed my clothes and made a noose before tying it to the cage. I had seen something similar on TV in the past. I would die once I put my head in the hole and let myself hang from it. Fortunately, the cage was big enough, and I was quite short. It didn't take long for me to start choking for air once I put my head in the hole. However, I became

Hilda flopped onto her bed, burying her face in the pillow. “Before I die, I hope I can taste ice cream, pancakes, cake, and lots of candy. I also want iced coffee.” Gabriel replied that she could buy those things anytime, even if it wasn’t her day to die. Hilda turned to him, squinting her eyes, and asked if he was serious. Gabriel just laughed and said he was joking. He bid her farewell, telling her to get some rest. As he opened the door to leave, he turned back to Hilda.