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Sleep

Characters:
Paris France
Samatha London
Madeline London
Mac London

Paris P.O.V.

Over the days I've gotten more and more tired. I don't know if it's because I'm depressed, or my body is slowly giving up, or if I just haven't been giving it enough food. Any of those could be possible. I don't know if it's a good thing or not. I know it's not a good thing, but I don't know if I should worry about it or not.

Right now I'm in Alabama, on the top of one of the bunk beds.

"I swear, I've been getting more tired by the day." I say as I sprawl out on the bed. It took a moment for someone to answer.

"That's because you don't know how to function like a human being." My cousin Mac said, who is on the bottom bunk, of the bunk bed next to me.

"Mac, shut up." My other cousin, Madeline, said. "It's probably cause you've been doing a lot of stuff this past week." Madeline then added. Mac grumbled something to himself.

"Yea Paris, you're probably just tired from this week." My step cousin, Samatha, perked in, "I know I am."

I thought about what they had said for a little bit, before saying, "Yea, but it's been happing before we even got to Alabama." I sigh, "And I feel like there's nothing I can do about it.." I say trailing off.

"Huh.." was all Madeline's reply. "I don't know friend."

"Ok, but if I die tonight, I invite you all to my funeral." I chuckle out. Everyone gives a little laugh too.

"Totally," Samatha says, and rolls on her said to face my bed.

After a half an hour of just talking, I finally say that it's time for me to go to bed. Mac was already asleep, Samatha was half asleep, and I was almost asleep. "Night you guys." I say.

"Night Paris." Samatha says drifting off.

"Night smalls." Madeline adds in.

After half an hour, I fall asleep. Letting sleep consume me, but I knew it wasn't going to be enough for tomorrow's events. But it'll get me something.

~Tomorrow Morning~

I woke up to pitch black. "What the hell?" I thought to myself. I reach for the bed under me, but I was left to nothing. There was no bed under me. I was floating in a black abyss, with no end.

It took me a while to figure out where I was. I could see my hands, and my body. But everything else was darkness. Then the realization hit me; I was dead.

Everything made sense now. Why my body was getting weaker, why I was getting tired by the day. Why I started to eat less. Why I got so depressed. My body knew it was coming, so it prepared.

I was just there, floating in shock. Wondering what my family was thinking at this moment, what they were doing.

But all that didn't matter now. I was dead, and there was no way of reversing that.

Before I let my body drift off, there was one more thing I thought to myself:

Sleep isn't always a good thing...

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Hello! This is my second chapter, and I hope you like it. Just so you know, most of these will be like this.

Word count: 559

~ Little_Psycho