There once was a very pore woman that lived deep in the woods. All the rich people hated her and thought that there should be no pore old lady in there wood. The old women was very nice. She never got into arguments. Never got into a fight.
But then one day something terrible happened.
Her 27 year old son had got involved in a car crash a died very shortly after it happened. The woman was very devastated and tried to stay in her cottage as much as possible.
One day one of the rich folks knocked on her door and told her that it wasn't safe to indoors so much. He then asked for her to take him by the hand. The woman thought that he was being very nice to her so she did as followed. But as soon as she did she felt a little shock inside her. She fell down hard to the ground. Next thing you know it all went black.
She woke up. Dazed and confused. She was in a dark room. With no doors or windows. All was silent. She started to bang on the walls. Screaming. But it echoed around her and made her ears heart. The woman not knowing what to do. Fell to the floor. Where she spent the rest of eternity.
In a few years the woman finally found out.
This was death
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