THERE HE COMES
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His shoes made such loud noise on the marble floor. He was approaching his target
"Hey , that's mine" the boy cried out, he tried to take his bag from the people that were holding it, something was covered on white on the floor, but he didn't mind, he wanted his bag back, his grandma was home waiting for him
" Micheal Rivera" he called out.
" Who are you?" Michael asked turning to stare at the man draped in a thick black coat and who wore a hat " How can I help you?"
" Micheal Rivera, 18 years old, lived in waffles street, manila with his grandma" The man kept reading looking at Micheal
" Who are you?, how do you know that about me?" Micheal asked flustered
" It's on your card, you died"
" Are you crazy? Who the hell......" Mich al was interrupted by the sudden scream of his grandmother, he recognized her voice, he turned to look at the thing covered with white on the ground, as his grandmother opened the cloth, he saw himself lying, eyes closed, blood all over his face. He fell down that instant, he crouched close to his grandma, he could not bear to see her cry
" How could you leave me like this?" His grandmother cried holding his face, " How could you go so soon? You promised to care for me, you promised to take care of me, "
" How could you do this??" She cried again " Micheal, Micheal"
Micheal stood to look at the man who was there, with tears in his eyes he asked " Help me please, help me for my grandma's sake" he knelt down
" I do a lot of things but I do not bring back to life, only the dead can see me"
" Please I beg you, I can't leave my grandma, I'm too young please"
" Come with me" he stretches out his hands " if you touch my hands, il ensure you have a safe trip to the afterlife and all your memories from this life would be erased" The man in black said
" What are you? " The teary eyed boy ask d
" I am the Grim Reaper"
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