Cara looked at the lady dead in the eye. She exclaimed, " Are you serious?! No! I'm not killing someone who doesn't deserve it!" The lady smiled very wide. She said, " Oops, did I forget that little detail? The devil will at least give some mercy. He only sends Dead Ones to kill people that have done sinful deeds. After all God"- she rolled her eyes-"is the one who takes the goody two-shoes." She sneered. Cara looked down at the ground. She slid down on the wall and fell on the ground, crying. She didn't care if she got slime in her thick, brown hair. She whispered, " And what if I don't?" The lady gave a full-hearted laugh and said, " I don't think you want to do that. You know, in your heart, what will happen." Cara shook her head. She yelled, " I can't!" The lady shook her head disappointedly. She frowned, " Cara, think about it." Then she disappeared. Cara was confused. When would she come back? Cara just wanted to go home. And if there was a God, why didn't he take her to heaven? She didn't do anything. Cara walked around. She needed to do this.
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The Day I Died
Teen FictionCara was choosing a car. It was a sunny, regular day. What could go wrong? She chose the most dangerous car out of the three. A red convertible. She got in a car crash, too. Want to find out more? Read it!
