Death.
It happens and you can't control it. I believe we go somewere, Heaven, Hell, or we stay here on earth. And some, cold.
It hurts. Really bad. Always cold.
Lonely, afraid, board. But it's OK, I deserve it. Atleast that's what they told me. The others in the cold feel bad for themselves, they say I deserve it. But I dont bother fighting back, they're probley right.
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Cold
General FictionMy first book on Watpad!!! Hope you like it!! This book is about the afterlife for the cold and how you get there.
