I looked at the photos and then at the mortal.
To me this has taken up only mere seconds of my life time. To them, hours have passed if their pitiful lives.
With a sigh, I create a small wind to throw the pictures into a tornado. The man gasped at the sight.
"I am human of course. I just differ from others... I cannot age nor can I die," I tell the man. His eyes shown with fear at my emotionless words.
"W-what are you," The man tried to demand again, though his voice shook.
I rolled my eyes at him. Humans have gotten dumder over the years. No wonder they fear the unknown so much.
"I am a reaper... Those that find me usually end up dead." I smirked as I saw him pale.
Leaning into his ear, I giggled. This seemed to unsettle him even more. I hadn't had this much fun in millennium!
"You have three days before I come back, Issac Johnson."
After that, I snapped my fingers and... Disappeared...
Okay, so this was like a promet that I have to do in my LA class. I hope you like it and sorry that it is short.
~S.R
YOU ARE READING
Book of Random Ideas
CasualeThis is a book where i just write a little bit of a story. It just is to keep me from going insane. Please read and vote on what you like.
