Death At The Party
This is a story of a teenage grim reaper's last 24 hours of high school.
This is a story of a teenage grim reaper's last 24 hours of high school.
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CONTINUED: 17.<br />
END OF FLASHBACK:<br />
JAKE:<br />
Wow!! What the fuck was<br />
that!...Damn ain’t no girl ever<br />
treat me like that before...I might<br />
be in love.<br />
DEATH:<br />
Yeah...for someone reason people<br />
always say that...<br />
RANDOM HOBO:<br />
Hey buddy!(Speaking to Jake)...Get<br />
in line!...those magic fingers<br />
touch my heart first...<strong>Death</strong> did<br />
you ever receive those flowers that<br />
I sent to ya.<br />
DEATH:<br />
See I told ya...All my victims love<br />
me...<br />
<strong>Death</strong> then looks down at Jake package<br />
Jake how about(in a slow monotone<br />
voice) We get you into some<br />
clothes. We wouldn’t want you to<br />
scare anyone with that thing.<br />
JAKE:<br />
I knew it!...I saw you looking...I<br />
saw your peripheral’s glancing,I<br />
ain’t mad at ya(With a smile) Just<br />
another thing...literary! God has<br />
bless me with. I owe it all to him,<br />
DEATH:<br />
Umm Hmm,that’s nice to know<br />
Jake...So where did you park your<br />
Car. I gotta get away from this<br />
hobo,he’s been harassing me for<br />
close to a month.<br />
FADE TO BLACK:<br />
BACK TO INTERIOR OF THE MAIN HALLWAY- MORNING<br />
JAKE:<br />
Ok!...fuck! you got that one<br />
alright. That night should...and<br />
will...not! ever,ever,ever! Be<br />
mention again...Ok D?<br />
(CONTINUED)
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