The grim reaper whispers in my ear "How about it huh? "I"I dunno" I reply knife towering over my ex.I stand there holding my knife right over his heart as I straddle his waist. He is staring up at at me with these big brown eyes that remind me of the way my dog used to look at me. I always said that he had doe eyes and most of the time looks like he was just caught braking some thing. This time he was braking my already broken heart. I look up at the grim reaper and he gives me a look that makes me ask him a question. I ask him about how he became the grim reaper in the first place. I think he started out human just like the rest of us. As he is about to start...