Death The Ripper

His Smile

If what I remember is correct, it had been a day that I'd been passed out. I don't recall exactly what happened before coming to hell, the only thing I can remember is a smile.

The smile wasn't anywhere nice, or friendly. More like it was a cruel smile a predator has as it strikes their prey.

I don't feel angry towards the smile, I don't feel upset or anything like that, maybe it's because I don't know why they're smiling, but I only feel disappointment when I see it. I know I should feel upset for someone looking at me like prey, but I don't.

My mentor says that it's ok to not remember but I feel terrible for some reason.

I can only agree with my mentor, as it seems I need to learn to fight.

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In a cave one could see to beings, one tall and lengthy, the other skinny and strong.

They were training like every other day, but today something would happen that would forever change the boy and the mentor.

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We were in the middle of our training when a rush of memories came flooding through my brain.

A school, a classroom, a roof, a boy, a crush, a fence, hate, and death.

It hurt, how could my crush push me just because he didn't like gay people?

He could've just told m-

That's when it hit me mid-thought, I'm dead, and my mentor is t-the Gr-Grim Reaper...

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I couldn't focus while writing this story sooooo, sorry if it sucks!

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