Novel & Cerita I'm Not Dead Yet Meme

These questions flood into my mind like a broken dam with lots of water. “No! No, no, no!” I yell as I reel in denial. “I can’t be dead! Not like this.” My face scrunches up as tears threaten to spill. I have barely lived and now I’m dead, a ghost apparently, lost in a forest somewhere in the world.

[[Iss Tarah Pehron Tujhe Sochta Rahta Hoon Main Iss Tarah Pehron Tujhe Sochta Rahta Hoon Main Meri Har Saans Tere Naam Likhi Ho Jaise Meri Har Saans Tere Naam Likhi Ho Jaise Koyi Fariyaad Tere Dil Mein Dabi Ho Jaise Tune Aankhon Se Koyi Baat Kahi Ho Jaise Jaagte Jaagte Ek Umar Kati Ho Jaise Jaan Baaki Hai Magar Saans Ruki Ho Jaise]] I knew I was Dying Daily Bit By Bit from inside and now I was sure that at this rate I will soon die totally without him.

My husband, Matteo Bellini, runs New York's underworld. Everyone said I hit the jackpot when he married me. On our wedding night, right after we made love, he brought in Aria. She was a custom-made AI maid worth millions. Matteo said she had the most advanced lie-detector system in the world. One lie, and I would pay. He kissed me. "My mother betrayed my father. He told me women are all liars. I want to believe you're different, but you have to prove it." From that day on, Aria became my living nightmare. Every time she said I was lying, I got punished. Even when I told the absolute truth. It was always hard slaps and the cold water cell. I cried and begged him. I swore I would never betray

“And I’m not finished yet.” ‎ ‎

He talks to every person that dies in the hospital he is in charge of, as if they are still alive. "For now, Sir, I will put you inside the freezer, I got to pee. I will leave you here for the meantime, to see if you will be that one in a million who will come back from the dead. But please, do not come back anymore. If that happens, maybe you will be a zombie. Toodles, see you tomorrow, or another day." The morgue guy wrapped Tanashiri's cold body in a blanket. "Asshole, you idiot, I am alive!"

Soon you'll know I'm alive. Soon. But not yet. Not quite yet.

"Not yet." . . . ____________________

He’s dead. Simple.

One tragedy after another had occurred this week, and my nerves were frayed to their limit. "It'll be okay. Everything will definitely be okay. You already called the police, right? They're on their way. They'll be fine." The words had barely left his lips when my phone rang. I answered it, and Delia's crazed, unhinged voice came through the line. "They're all dead," she exclaimed before bursting into deranged laughter. "They're all dead! Dead!" Then the call was abruptly cut off. When I tried calling again, the phone had been switched off once more.

He said before holding me tighter as we waited in silence for the impact of the water that was rapidly approaching. My heart raced and my breathing accelerated as I patiently awaited death to come. “You know, since we're about to die, wanna join the mile high club?” He said as he looked at me and smirked. “The mile high club is on a plane, you dumbass.” I laughed. “This is the extremists version of the mile high club.” He said as he raised an eyebrow at me. “We’re free falling to our deaths and you’re seriously thinking about sex right now?!” I exclaimed, laughing hysterically.