He was.. different. Not like I had imagined him. With sparkling bright blue eyes, his lips a perfect shade of red, and a devilish grin.. Quite a handsome man, Death was. My thoughts were brought back to reality when I heard counting.
"13, 12, 11.."
"What are you doing?"
"You have to make your decision, of course." He checked his watch. "7, 6, 5.." I closed my eyes and made my wish, realizing my mistake only after. Choosing to live wasn't going to relieve me of this nightmare.
Death wasn't done with me, yet.
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Face to Face with Death
Teen FictionAlison Hal is just your average seventeen year old. But then again.. She's not. • It's not everyday that you get to meet Death, a handsome illusion with a devilish smile. Unfortunately, Alison has. More than once, actually. Death shows up for every...
