Chapter 5

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I posted gaming videos and my vlog

I didn't do much that day, or even the next four.

That fifth night, since I was told the cruel news.

I went to bed.

I had a dream that I was at my funeral.

There was a banner that said "goodbye Toby"

There were lots of people there, most were the audience.

Yes, of course friends and family came too.

Everybody there was either crying or looked like they were close to it.

And then, the casket.

At the front of the church.

It was opened up, for everyone to see.

A brown wooden casket with a dead body inside.

I looked inside.

My dead body was in there.

I had a lifeless, pale face and was in my green Tobuscus shirt

I woke up, nearly in tears.

Something about seeing my dead body just gave me the chills.

"I'm not ready to die." I said to myself.

It was then.

That moment, late at night or even early in the morning.

When I was.

No, I wasn't just going to give up.

But, I also wasn't going to fight it.

I realized the reality.

Yes, reality may be cruel but, it has reasons.

I noticed the reason.

It can test the audience and even friends and family.

It will show how strong they really can be.

And just then.

On that cold night.

I became calm.

I was able to accept it.

I was able to accept the cruel fate that has been chosen for me.

The cruel reality.

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