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: 94.<br />
SARAH: (cont’d)<br />
that i’ve breath in since my 15th<br />
birthday...Also I heard Colorado<br />
has awesome weed.<br />
DEATH:<br />
Yeah they really do...I remember I<br />
had to pick up this one guy in<br />
Boulder. He’s roommates where so<br />
high they though he was taking a<br />
nap...it was a fucking week later.<br />
Sarah begins to laugh<br />
SARAH:<br />
See!...this is why I like you<br />
DEATH:<br />
You like me?<br />
SARAH:<br />
You and Vicky can be whoever you<br />
want and people don’t even<br />
care...you guys don’t even care.<br />
DEATH:<br />
You like me?<br />
SARAH:<br />
Jenny,Gloria and Jake are all lost<br />
causes. <strong>The</strong>re imagine is everything<br />
to them...it’s so fucking stupid!<br />
DEATH:<br />
Sarah!<br />
SARAH:<br />
What!?<br />
DEATH:<br />
You like me?...You said that you<br />
like me?<br />
Sarah blushes...<br />
SARAH:<br />
Of course I like you...<strong>Death</strong> your<br />
beautiful...I feel at rest when I’m<br />
around you and when I look into<br />
your eyes. I can tell you feel the<br />
same.<br />
(CONTINUED)
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