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Immortality Problems

"You know it's hard work being an immortal." She stated bluntly.

"You wut mate?" I said.

"Did I fricking stutter you sack of shit. Just listen to me complain for once in my eternity!" She groaned. She flicked her hair behind her shoulder as she continue. The entire time I just stared at her in confusion. "Like, seriously. All my friends die of old age . Then I'm stuck trying to get new ones. For once why can't they be immortal with me. Then I won't need to find friends anywhere else. And hell we can jump off of the Eiffel tower and not give a shit."

"And why would you do that?"

"Because you only live once~ Oops wait! I'm immortal I forgot."

"Prove it then." I dared. Without a second thought she grabbed a big ass knife from my kitchen drawer, stabbed herself, and kept talking.

"Happy? Great now I got blood on my new clothes. Thanks a lot." She slowly pulled the knife out of her stomach. A large cut visible on both ends of her stomach. Yet they slowly heal and the wound dispersal as if it never happened. The knife smeared blood on my counter when she set it down. "You know this would make the greatest jump scare ever. But if word got out I'd probably be dissected and that would be soooo boring." She crossed her legs and stared at her fingernails. Picking at a hangnail she continued. "Is it possible for others to become immortal or am I the only one?"

"How?" Were the only words that could escape my lips.

"Like I have any clue. I was just born and for some reason when I turned 20 I never aged, for what? 2,000 years? Maybe longer." She let out a sigh, "Did you know your great great great grandmother was an asshole. She pissed me off just by opening her mouth. Although I was upset when she died form that illness. And do you know how much trouble your family causes for me. I've been friends with them for ever and they still treat me like trash!"

"What about me!?"

"Well. I guess your better than most." She scrunched her nose in disgust as she peeled a scab off her knee. "Anyway being immortal is terrible. But I guess there is that one pro for never being able to die. I mean I can't die from anything, and I mean anything. Knives, hanging myself, jumping off 20 story buildings, diseases, drowning. You name it." She bragged while she listed the multiple ways for an average normal human being to die off her fingers. Her snarky responses were starting to tick me off. And attempting to wrap my head around this made it even worse.