The End?

What does it feel like to die..?

Chris was watching as the others were attempting to call 911. They wanted to file an attempted murder on the man in the truck. Chris decided to walk off and look for something to do while they did that.

Before he knew it he was in the woods, picking the bark off of trees. "This is so dumb. I'm supposed to have fun on my birthday. And I hate birthdays! I just wanted to have fun with my friends before I had to leave."

Chris continued to walk in the dark woods by himself. He felt uneasy. As if something was watching him. He put his hands in his pockets and looked around quickly. "Hello..?"

Suddenly the same man from the truck came at him with an axe, slashing at him. But this time, Chris couldn't dodge this attack. All he could do was accept it.
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Jasmine heard a loud scream that sounded that Chris come from the woods. "Guys...did you hear that?" Her heart started pounding. 'Is he okay? Was that chris? Am I hearing things?!'

The others weren't responding to her so she ran into the direction of the scream. In just a few minutes she found Chris, lying on the ground. "Chris..oh my god..CHRIS..!"

She began to cry, picking his head up and holding it close to her. "Chris please answer me. I'm sorry. Please.." She gripped his hair tightly, knowing he was gone for.

"Jasm..ine..?" His voice was shaky. "Chris..!" Jasmine was still crying hard. She had a slight smile on her face even though she knew he'd die any minute now. "What..what does it feel like to die..?"