The List

The Death list, is what I like to call it. You see I, the Grim Reaper, have a list. On that list names pop up. The names are of people who have a chance at death because of a choice they made. But one name keeps appearing on my list. Johnny Winston, thats his name.
Every day, that same name pops up on my list. It's not normal for a human to make so many decisions, that could cost them their life. So what makes him so different.
I teleport to Johnny, since his name popped up on my list I can. He's wearing a black hoodie, with faded blue jeans. His shaggy black hair falls over his dull blue eyes. Johnny has a red mark on his face, a bright contrast from his pale skin. He has a skateboard in his left hand, and looks like he's about to ride it. On the train tracks.
Johnny jumps on his board and rides onto the train tracks. He rides over the tracks, and right before the train comes, he jumps off the tracks and onto the other platform.
Johnny smiles, before heading off. He runs all the way from the platform to a house in a run down town. He enters a small row house, and goes up the stairs.
All I see in his house are empty beer bottles and white powder, which I assume is cocaine.
He walks into a door on my left, which just has an old mattress and a box of clothes. Johnny sits on the mattress, and fiddles with the straps of his hoodie.
I hear the front door open, and heavy footsteps walking up the stairs. Johnny sits a little straighter, fear evident in his eyes. "Hey boy open this door before I break it down!" I hear someone yell. Johnny gets up, shaking, and opens the door.
A man, who is evidently drunk, walks in and starts to beat Johnny. He's yelling about how it's Johnny's fault his wife died. Then he did the unthinkable.
He took out a gun and shot Johnny in the chest. Johnny takes his final breath, and me being the Grim Reaper, I collect his soul. I wish I could've done something, but all I can do is watch.