DEATH OF A TWIG

CHAPTER ONE: SUICIDE TEXT

It was a normal day for Twiggy. He was going to admit his attempt of suicide to his 3 crushes; Emma, Aly, and Adrianna. AGAIN.

He knew they were tired of his antics so he decided to end it. PERMANENTLY.

He would miss them constantly telling him to end his life. And now he was going to fulfill their wishes. He took out his phone and opened his Kik app.

I'm gonna kill myself in 10 minutes guys. He texted into the group chat.

Thank gods you fuck. Emma texted. He would miss her the most, he loved her so much.

Lmfao see you in Hell. Adrianna said. He smiled slightly, he would miss them talking about how he would go to Hell.

YASSS FINALLY! BUT GIVE ME MY HOT FRIES FIRST, I WANT TO EAT THEM AT YOUR FUNERAL! Aly replied. Oh Aly. She would always have a special place in his heart. She was so violent it was sexy.

I'm gonna take a steak knife and stab it through my heart. He lied. Twiggy was really gonna hang himself. Tell Jakila I love her.

Naw. Get my stuff and maybe we'll talk. Adrianna said.

Go fuck off and die Twiggy. Emma jeered. He paid no mind to the comments though.

He would not be able to read them soon enough.

NOOO!! GIVE ME MY HOT FRIES TWIGGY BASTARD! Twiggy thought it as cute that at least one person wanted him to live.

He quickly got his rope from the time he tried to be Batman. He tied it around the ceiling fan,and put a loop in it.

He then stepped on his Dora the Explorer limited edition stepping stool. He put his head in the loop, and said his last goodbyes.

He kicked the stool from under himself,and waited. And waited. And waited.

Why the Frick wasn't he dying already? He undid the rope around his neck,and face planted on his hardwood floor.

He immediately felt intense pain in his lower region. It seems that my balls have been injured. He thought.

It didn't matter to him though, he would soon be in heaven with his raccoon, Bobby.

He then heard the doorbell ring. Twiggy hurriedly ran to answer it.

Upon running down the steps, something seemed to have pushed him from behind.

Twiggy tumbled down the steps. He heard a sickening snap and landed onto the hardwood floor.

He got up, despite the ticklish feeling in his neck when he moved it. As Twiggy opened the door, he was met with nothing.

He shrugged, closing the door. Twiggy's finger in between the door as he closed. He heard a second snap.

Only darkness followed afterwards.

Twiggy died that fateful day. And all his crushes could do was thank the Lord that he was gone.

Even though two of the three of them were atheists.

MEANWHILE IN THE UNDERWORLD.........

Twiggy woke to an unfamiliar sight. There was a river in front of him, and a weird man in a cloak. "Hello?" He said uncertainly. The man chuckled, and sighed. He knew exactly where this one was going. "Come on young Twiggy, off to the fields of punishment we go!" He said cheerfully. Twiggy smiled, maybe he would enjoy himself there.

Not.