Donny got himself up and decided he can't be a lazy bum for the rest of his life. He made slow progress and got up to make some cereal in the same pajamas he had worn for about a week. Munching on Cocoa Pebbles he figured he should call a funeral home and make preparations for a service. He wasn't sure who he would invite but decided even if was just him, his mother would still want a nice funeral.
He dialed the closest funeral home and talked to a man about how it all works. After hours went by, money was spent, and everything was arranged, Donny placed the phone down then picked up his empty bowl of cereal to rinse it in the sink. He went in his bedroom and put on a pair of jeans and a shirt that had the Superman logo on it. In the bathroom he shaved a week's worth of facial hair and brushed his grimy teeth. After geling his hair he was ready to go into the real world again.
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Nosocomephobia
Mystery / Thriller"The sound of sirens muzzled, and the scent in the air was similar to a doctor's office. Irene was getting a headache from the bumpy roads. The crunchy blue pillows were no big help to that either. She wanted to speak, but something was disabling he...
