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living dead
Lying here was too much. He didn’t seem to stop smoking. I mean I know I was hot but the time wanted to have with me seemed too much. It was like two hours ago that I got in, in a rush though it’s as if they were in a hurry to send me off.
I mean I just didn’t really imagine I would like here. Tried smiling like a couple of times to easen tension. This is my first time. This all thing is new to me. I have no idea how the dead need to behave. My jaws are stiff.
The man is pacing around the room checking every body keenly. With his knife and that thing that seems like a perfume. What’s it’s name again? Ohh God I am blank. All these gadgets in his hands are to be used on me. Is he planning to perfume plastic surgery on my body.
My neighbor is more damaged than me. His entire body is flat. Can’t even recognize his face. Checking the body he really made women go crazy. Well even I could go crazy over such hot body, not hot anymore though. This world is crazy. Why not get rid of it’s ugliness rather than killing it’s beauty from mankind to nature.
He needs to get to work rather than chatting nonsense. He has been talking non-stop.
“ You people had to die on the day my wife’s getting pregnant.” He murmured
Like did he really have to blame us for him missing his child’s bath. That’s a new version of a dead us. So funny how the big guy works. He takes one and replaces with another special being.
I just hoped my replacement would be nothing like me. Bad in everything. I mean I tried to be me I mean good.
“ it’s your turn,” he was looking directly at me and imagine he had a hammer. I understand my hand were dislocated but was he planning to torture me to a second death. He was actually going to torture me like he did to that innocent girl at the corner.
She was just ten. He had no mercy. I guess she was hit by a car or something. The hurry in kids to get things in the road finish them diminishing them completely. She just wanted to have the feeling of having it at her hand. I mean kids of this days with technology are inseparable. her time was here just like the rest of us in the room. we had no say to whatever happened to us. which had some say in the matter the bed was to cold. I needed warmth. if not enough of dead couldn't be cleaned in a comphy place.
I mean I just didn’t really imagine I would like here. Tried smiling like a couple of times to easen tension. This is my first time. This all thing is new to me. I have no idea how the dead need to behave. My jaws are stiff.
The man is pacing around the room checking every body keenly. With his knife and that thing that seems like a perfume. What’s it’s name again? Ohh God I am blank. All these gadgets in his hands are to be used on me. Is he planning to perfume plastic surgery on my body.
My neighbor is more damaged than me. His entire body is flat. Can’t even recognize his face. Checking the body he really made women go crazy. Well even I could go crazy over such hot body, not hot anymore though. This world is crazy. Why not get rid of it’s ugliness rather than killing it’s beauty from mankind to nature.
He needs to get to work rather than chatting nonsense. He has been talking non-stop.
“ You people had to die on the day my wife’s getting pregnant.” He murmured
Like did he really have to blame us for him missing his child’s bath. That’s a new version of a dead us. So funny how the big guy works. He takes one and replaces with another special being.
I just hoped my replacement would be nothing like me. Bad in everything. I mean I tried to be me I mean good.
“ it’s your turn,” he was looking directly at me and imagine he had a hammer. I understand my hand were dislocated but was he planning to torture me to a second death. He was actually going to torture me like he did to that innocent girl at the corner.
She was just ten. He had no mercy. I guess she was hit by a car or something. The hurry in kids to get things in the road finish them diminishing them completely. She just wanted to have the feeling of having it at her hand. I mean kids of this days with technology are inseparable. her time was here just like the rest of us in the room. we had no say to whatever happened to us. which had some say in the matter the bed was to cold. I needed warmth. if not enough of dead couldn't be cleaned in a comphy place.
