Sometimes People Die Novels & Stories

They don't give a damn to those vampires who have died for them in vain. Though, not all of them fall in that category. Some are good, but their number is so few that it's better not to mention. Because people forget them very easily. They are like those passers-by in our life who help you when they see you in danger. But do we keep them alive in our memories? We forget about them as time goes by.

“Normal?” She shrugged, rolling onto her side to face me slightly, propping her head on one arm. “Yeah. People die in dumb, random ways. Cars, accidents, stupid mistakes. Happens all the time.” I chewed my lip, trying to wrap my brain around her calmness. How can she be so… detached? I thought. And yet, part of me envied it. I envied the way she could treat death like it was nothing more than a minor inconvenience.

We have an old rule in our town. Any family with twins must choose one to make an example out of. That is the way to discipline one’s children and ensure they grow up well. Born four minutes before my brother, I became that example. When my brother snuck out to swim in the river, Mom didn’t scold him. Instead, she pressed my head into the river again and again. She finally stopped when my brother cried, yelling that he would never go to the river again. When my brother forgot to switch on the rice cooker, Mom came back home from work only to realize that the rice was still uncooked in the pot. She then served me two bowls of uncooked rice. “Finish them and don’t leave a single grain be

But the man had ignored everything else she said, halting the gathering of the takeaways he was doing and looking at her square in the face, "are you dying, Debby?" She had gulped. "Uhm, No." She said, defensively. "Even though we all die a little every day." The man arched a brow as if to say she was spewing nonsense so she added, "Take what happened with my abduction for example. I could be long dead. It just comes suddenly. Do you know what they say about life coming at you suddenly? Yeah, the same thing applies to death." "I'll ask her to when the time is right." Was the next thing she heard the doctor say.

"So there's a party tonight at Xander's. You are highly invited." "Do you realize that someone is dead? Do you realize that people have been dying since last week? Do you fucking realize that at all?" She stepped back. "Uhm, isn't it a disease breakout or something?" "What? A disease breakout and you're fucking standing on your feet?"I looked at everyone standing and listening to me. "It's no fucking break out, get that? Someone is out there killing people and we're just living like today's going to be our last day. Did Henshaw know he was going to die that day? Did Mereba? Did Igor? Did the fucking bouncer know? Did Scarlett know she was going to meet her death today? Did my mother?!"

'I know, you can't accept it for the time being, right? Jones Davis still didn't answer, only vaguely heard some sobbing. 'Telly Smith's death really made everyone feel unhappy, even sad, not just you, me, Javen, and even Hugo James. Several of us felt very bad.' Cassie held her head in her arms and reached out and patted her on the back. 'But you have to know that people can't come back from the dead. There are so many accidents in life, and you never know which comes first, happiness or disaster. In that case, let's accept our fate. At least, we have. '

Before that, she had even asked Noelle what death was. "It means Seline left this world and went to another one." "Why did she have to leave?" "Because… Sometimes, it's an accident. And sometimes, it's just time—people grow old, and eventually, they pass away."

They will look through them trying to remember only the good times, but all the bad will come up and they might fall into a deep hole as well. They will stand in front of your grave and weep. 'Why did this have to happen? ' No one will ever understand. Of course they try to see it positively. You are in a better place. Everyone will miss you terribly and they will realize how important you were and still are. Your death will matter to so many. God damn I don't know you, but I'm going to be one of those people!" I hadn't screamed, but I got louder and felt my throat hurt now. I had clearly spoken too quickly and tensely. But it just had to come out. It was like I had talked my heart out. It w

- ACE - She talks about death so callously like it is a simple thing. Asking me to take her life, begging for it even is so dehumanising. I have never been one to care about whether people die or live. I have always accepted death as a part of life that is inevitable, yet it always seems to hit deep when it happens to someone I am relatively invested in and close to.

We all sat in the living room with a few more elders who had been called over, since the matter had become something else. “Just like it is said: One is an incident, two is a coincidence, and three is a pattern.” Finnigan began. “This is going beyond what we can take. It means someone else is going to die soon, and we can't have that.” “Exactly. They all died in the evening when they went to take naps. That's no coincidence. They were also old men. Something is definitely happening.” I watched the men debate in fear. I really hoped it had nothing to do with me because I knew I was the only one who had seen the bloodied man.