Sometimes People Die Novels & Stories

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

The world has evolved so much in the 21st century and people are being so advanced at everything. Even they can able to bring back extinct animals such as Dodo and Shindorimi Tigers. And also because of this advancement, even the death rate of humans was low. Still, there are people who die from some unknown disease or accident or even by loss of blood from their body because of vampires.

If the post-mortem examination showed that he died of natural causes, they would receive zero compensation. Upon hearing this, the onlookers started pointing fingers. “He’s right. The man was already ill. Maybe he didn’t die from consuming Eternality’s medicine.” “We can’t be sure about that. Do you not see the number of sick people here?” “It could be an accident if it’s just the old guy. But, something’s going on with this many people here.” They were heated in the discussion. Meanwhile, the muscular man and his family were having a discussion too.

"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?!"

Noah, curious to learn about his father, asked, "Please tell me about my father!" Yohan replied, "He was a good person." Noah, in awe of his uncle, remarked, "Like you?" Yohan humbly responded, "Even better than me." Noah pondered and said, "If you are so great, he must have been even greater. I would have been lucky if he were alive." Yohan nodded with a deep sigh and Noah wondered, "Why do good people die, uncle?" Yohan shared, "Death comes to everyone anytime. But the people who are dearest to us, leave us sooner." He was missing his daughter, which added a tinge of sadness to his voice.

- 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 always find ourselves dwelling too much on the what-ifs and the thoughts of what could go wrong if we decide to follow our hearts. We also want to follow the trend in society and do the things that will make us belong. But what if, all of these hopes and dreams come crashing down in one moment? The moment when people get their medical report and Realize that they were going to die... Soon. Some people even begin to question life. Do some people begin to question their purpose in life while some begin to dwell on the Why I's? But despite this, the reality was right in front of them. Hitting them hard.

“They’ve all moved on, mostly to one of the big cities. If you meet one of them, I’m sure they’ll be happy to talk to you.” “Is this a game?” “No. I assure you this is not a game.” “Can we die?” “Yes.” “If we die, can we come back to life?” Grayson pulled a face. “Well, there are healers who can treat severe injuries, but once you’re dead, you’re dead, as far as I know.” “Are you sure this isn’t a game?” “I’m very sure.” “Does magic exist here?” “Yes.” This sent a buzz around the room as people got excited. “But it’s very rare, and people who can actually put it to good use are even rarer. Most blow off their own hands the first time they try it.”

After a few nervous minutes, Peter groaned and lifted his head, his eyes overflowing with rage as he scowled at the three of us. Marina frowned. “What do you mean by that?” "Now wait for a second," Daniel interjected. "Die?" I asked, effectively cutting Daniel off. It seemed like horrible things were going on, however it appeared exaggerated. Are people really dying? "Yeah, drop dead. Those screams aren't generated by people who are watching a scary movie. Something else is occurring, and individuals are dying. That noise out there is complete annihilation," Peter said harshly.

Hopefully, he’d stay dead this time. We pulled up near Emma’s house. There were a ton of people streaming in, some from the cemetery, others who were just dropping by to give their condolences. People like to drop off food when someone dies, I’ve noticed. Even if they don’t know you or the person who died, death deserves a casserole.