The Boy's eyes fluttered. His body failed him when he attempted to move. He was dying. But this was not scary to him, he just let it happen. He knew that his family and friends were probably there, all of them crying. Probably holding hands and praying to whatever deity they could that this young man would survive.
Too bad that he never went to church. The boy was tired, he was ready to go. His family and friends would be devastated, but that was not of worry to him right now. He let his damaged heart beat once more; he let his last sputtering breath rise gently out of his fragile body. Kenny has died.
He could only imagine what they were going through. If they only knew this happened more often than they thought, if only they knew that his wasn't the first time that Kenny died. If only they could remember the death of the Immortal boy.
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Stay Alive, Kenny.
FanfictionKenny McCormick can't escape death. Just like the ordinary person, Kenny knows death is inevitable, but he is no ordinary person. Kenny is seemingly immortal. He can't stop dying, but he also can't stop living. While he battles the cycle of living...
