I looked at his face but he seemed to be emotionless, he actually looked dead. I pinched him and poked him a few times but there was no reaction. I began to panic as he walked past me to the altar and got on his knees and began to cry. I stood next to him, and saw what he was crying about, there was a picture of me on the casket along with "In loving memory of Sophia Smith."
I was dead.
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He stayed there for a while, a couple hours later we ended up in a cemetery there marked my grave. My name and everything. It looked so dull and simplistic. Just then thunder struck and everything turned pitch black.
I moved around and instantly awoke to the sound of a record skipping. It was my record player, it was screwing up again and with a good kick it would work fine. But I was awake. I get up and run over to my window to see the flat across from me. There stood the most gorgeous man I had even seen on his balcony. He was alive, I was alive, and this was all an Illusion.
{ There you have it! The finished book! Who knows? There might be a sequel! I hope all you sailors (and curious readers) enjoyed! Recommendations are always accepted! Keep on sailing ⚓
Sophia Smith }
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Take me to Nirvana {Sam Smith}
Fanfica small town girl that wants to become an artist encounters infamous Sam smith, but she hates the famous life, will she overcome her hate in order to get noticed or be unknown forever?
