Death

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It gripped my waist, pulling my body upwards. The pain in my throat ceased, my legs stopped kicking... the rope around my neck was untied and slipped over my head.

I stood up, perfectly normal.

Except I wasn't normal.

I wasn't breathing. I couldn't feel. I no longer heard the heart beat in my ears.

I looked over to my side. My eyes met with pitch black ones. He leaned on my door, arms crossed over his clothed chest. His legs, clad in black skinnies, also crossed. His dark hair in a fringe in front of his eyes.

"W-who are you?" I asked in a whisper. He looked intimidating. He was much taller then I. He smirked an evil smile.

I should be scared. I should be trembling in the corner from this dark boy. But I could no longer feel. I didn't know what it was...

I didn't feel any emotions.

"Who are you?" I asked again, louder this time.

He continued smirking at me. His white teeth now showing with his lop-sided grin.

"death," he answered.

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