After staying with death for a year he told me all kinds of stuff about this sad place I used to call earth I'm sick and tired of that place no more I forgot my real name I call my self dart now because it reminded me of a better time but now it's gone. Death said I'm special whatever that means but I don't care anymore I'm sick of life sick of humans I just want peace and quiet. Death says I should enjoy watching the world burn you know what it's true I do I laugh and laugh until I pass out stupid humans you know what I'm glad I'm dead I now see how stupid humans are sigh I do miss her tho we had fun but that time is over I'm down here she's with the humans I hope she misses me a little maybe not I wish I could see her one more time .
