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You open your front door to find a towering, black robed figure peering down at you, scythe in one bone hand, clipboard and ballpoint pen in the other. It looks at the clipboard, at you, then back at the clipboard and back to you again.
‘Didn’t I come for you last week?’ the Grim Reaper says.
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You open your front door to find a towering, black robed figure peering down at you, scythe in one bone hand ,clipboard and ballpoint pen in the other. It looks at the clipboard, at you , then back at the clipboard and back at you again.
‘Didn’t I come for you last week?’ the Grim reaper says. You nod, somewhat fearfully. ‘You haven’t moved an inch since last Wednesday,’ the Grim reaper says, ins...
“What the f**k !” Shouted Daniel. Oblivious to the fact that it was the actual reaper.
“Nah Holmes who are you” asked Daniel.
“You know who I am” replied the reaper in confusion.” “Have you never watched The Grim adventures of Bill and Mandy?” He asked Daniel as if he was expecting him to say yes.
“Nah Holmes; Danny Phantom for life” he answered with a smile on his face.
“Are you kidding me, Jes...
there was no shock resonating through my body at this point. the reaper comes and goes due to my depression. i get so overwhelmed and death seems easy. however, someone always finds me right before i walk through the gate with the reaper. this time felt different. i was alone when i swallowed the pills. made sure to cancel my plans and turn off my locations. as the reaper took my hand, i smiled. i...
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