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Submitted by CSW
Death’s favourite human comes to visit. The young girl has a medical condition where her heart stops for a few minutes every once in awhile. Death is the girl’s favourite friend.
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“Oh, hey kid. Did your heart stop again?” Asked death.
“Yeah…” answered the little girl.
“It’s been a while, hasn’t it?”
“It has.” She said
“Well, it’s nice to see you again Rosie.” Death said
“it’s nice to see you again too death” she said with a huge, bright smile.
The two of them both rushed in for a big hug.
“You’re my most favo...
(This was draft #27! Thanks Shadow for picking this number because it was not actually that hard to finish. Just needed a push!)
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Pain is her friend. Her best friend.
People say that Amerie finds pleasure in redirecting pain. She doesn’t, but it doesn’t matter what she does or doesn’t like.
She’ll never change their minds.
Pain follows her.
And where pain goes, death is right behind it.
...
[8 years earlier… LILIANA]
My vision blurs, before it goes entirely black.
“Death?” I shout, remembering this is his favorite moment to appear.
I see his hunched figure.
“Death!”
I stand up on legs I cannot see and sprint towards the darker side.
“I missed you so much-” I say, burying my face in his cloak.
“Lily, I missed you too.”
I smile.
“Death, what do I do if I can’t see my legs?”...
"Oh, you're back again," The darkness crooned.
The smile in its voice was palpable,
"How long have you come to play?"
Vidya's arms outstretched before her as she stumbled into the blackness -- feeling for the walls of the familiar inky coridor.
Almost instantaneously, pools of light flooded around her, illuminating the thick muddy walls and swamp-like paths. Everything she touched began to gl...
When my spirit left my body, I didn’t think anything of it. My Aunt Kate, however, was crying, frantic, and calling for a nurse to come revive me. This happens more than it should but that’s all because I have a bad heart. Aunt Kate says I got my bad heart because I was born too soon but I don’t think that’s why. In fact, I don’t think my heart’s bad at all. Without it, I would’ve never met Death,...
Deep beneath the earth the Piramax
Grows, an ancient building just above the core of the planet. The iridescent pillars reflect the black souls trapped in the ground gothic arch windows rise from the floor.
A young girl walked among the dead
Not afraid and very much alive. She'd been down here before so she walked right through the wall illusion and into a larger room. The guards posted by eac...
The ocean breeze is warm and salty like it always is and she is laying on the hammock, swaying back and forth like she always does. Always humming that silly little song and twirling her short locks of gold.
I walk over to her, wondering if this time she gets to stay longer; though I hope she doesn’t. Every greedy part of me would like to keep her close forever. I imagine the stories she would te...
` I was born to die, we’ve all known it. I mean, everyone is born to die, however my luck was on the side of death. `
The God nodded as he listened to the girl who sat in front of him. It was another moment, where she talked and he listened. It wasn’t unusual for her to visit, like she said, she was born to die.
"But death isn’t quite as bad as it seems, Ophelia." His attempts at cheering the you...
I no longer am afraid of the darkness; it brings some quiet from my crazy life but also my friend - I have been longing to see him.
His name is Ken, not because his name is actually Ken but because Death just seems too scary of a name, it's kind of stuck now as when I named him, I was five years old, and I was into Barbie - at one time I thought he was my boyfriend, to late to take that back. He ...
“Uhh.. just go to your left, you should see the door there.”
Death does his job well, directing people into certain death or revival. This recent customer, Bob something, was certain that he will be revived but Death saw that there was no chance. He had no clue that the door on his left leads to certain death, yet he still walked through. Humans, what a strange concept; Death thought aloud, even t...
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