Kenny's POV
OK so people don't know is I was taken with the other three and I try to tell people but they won't listen but who cares anyways it's not like I could've helped at all I was killed half way of being taken because of Wendy so that was just perfect and I see that in the most sarcastic tone because that bitch has it coming I swear to God. Well two days ago I was hit by a truck on my way home from the memorial at the school which fucking hurt and I am still dead and the worst part about it is I didn't get to clear things up with Stan.
Ok so I know how hard it can be to be dead trust me I would know out of anyone but that doesn't mean it's all that bad and I also know what everyone is thinking, your all thinking "how can it be not that bad your fucking dead" and yes this is true but I've died enough times that I can tell you from personal experience that sometimes just sometimes it can be a blessing. I remember one time I died and was raised up kinda like the sun peeking over the hills on the start of a fresh day. I was greeted by an angel and the locked gates of heaven and let me tell you it's a bitch to get into, first you have to be mormon... actually that's about it ooooo and if you accomplish something that benefits god or Jesus themselves, lucky for me I've done plenty of favors for them and have been granted a 12 year pass.
When you first inter the gates of Heaven a little boy named Pip will greet you and goddamn he is a bitch, like really if there was a room of people that just killed his family and his 2 dogs and his 6 cats he would be the one to give them a fucking hug while apologizing. Besides gods little gay boy of happiness there is also streets made of gold and a big mall that has anything you want or could ever need. God always treats me nice well every there does because I saved them more times then I can count.
Recently I have forgotten what it's like and I don't know why I can't go back to heaven but they won't let me in and all I get back as a response to my questions I ask is a muddle finger to the face and a kick in the ass that sends me to straight to Hell.
I've assumed I must have offended both heaven and hell because when I go to hell they just kick me into the forgotten place and then me being there just becomes a really tedious task on its own but I digress, Oh shit I need to wake butters up.
I walked into a black void absent of any life or spirit just a endlessness of nothing that was plastered on a bloody wall. It was over looking my bed that had a torn up pillow case my mom found in the dumpster behind the Whole Foods mart and a now orange towel that I used for a blanket. It's like a waking from a bad dream every time I return and always starts out the same way, I always end up waking up after I enter the block voided hole and it gives me the worst headache ever god it Fucking hurts, like if you could feel all your deaths at once well ya that's what happens.
I shoved off the cover and rested The back of my hand on my fourhead giving a moment to let my body recuperate and my mind rest. God I wish I wasn't blessed with this curse, it's fucking stupid. After about a minute I pull up my phone and look at the time and realized I was going to be late if I don't grab butters in the next 10 minutes.
I rushed out the door tripping but catching myself on the sidewalks edge letting the cold air hit my barely exposed face causing me to pull my hoodie up on impulse. "Damn it's cold out here" I start to shiver remembering someone said it's going to be 10 below the usual which would usually be a day off school but there was some important meeting that needed to go on with the students that just could not be canceled we'll that's what Mr.King said to us the other day.
I take a moment to enjoy the view of the damn train that decides to come by right at the wrong time like seriously I've been late to school so many times because this damn thing. Once it passes by and leaves snow tracks freshly clean I decide to pass it over a gap and instantly turn left knowing the shortcut to butters house.
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