Meeting Death

Chapter 2

Is there a life after death? Could Oscar be here to take one of my family members? All of these questions were glued into my head.

Mom's okay, just a bit shaken. She's deathly scared of Oscar, I would be too if he had shot me. She stays away from him, steering clear of him. Dad's away on a business trip and Kersten stayed in his room most of the time.

So I was the only one left to watch Oscar and make sure he doesn't do anything stupid. Oscar is a pretty nice guy besides the first impression issue. I have no problem of taking care of him, as long as he's respectful.

I was lying on my bed when there was a knock on my door, I replied with a simple "Who is it?"

"Oscar," His deep voice rang throughout the silent room.

"Oh um you can come in if you want." I checked around my room making sure there was nothing embarrassing on my floor, like underwear or stuffed animals that my grandmother had gave me.

The door slowly opened a crack, just enough so he could get his head inside , "I was just wondering if you wanted to go on a trip with me?"

"Okay, I guess, where though?" I asked wondering where we going to go.

"It's a surprise, but be ready in twenty minutes," He shut the door soflty.

I got up from my bed and walked to my closet, I grabbed sweats and a blue sweater. I put on my black nikes and put my phone in my pocket.

I walked out of my room and down to the kitchen. I grabbed an apple and a bag of chips. I looked at the time and it was 4 p.m. I had 15 minutes... I snacked on some chips and ate the apple.

Oscar must have been waiting as I heard a car horn go off. I checked one last time to make sure there was nothing I had left out that shouldn't be. Once I was thoroughly done checking, I made my way to the front door, and down towards his car, a black ford mustang. I smiled, my favorite car.

"Ready?" He at the car door waiting for me to get closer and open it. Once I got in he ran to his side and got in.

I nodded and said, "Thank you. Oscar, can I ask you something?"

"I guess," He answered, paying attention to the road, his eyes concentrated on the traffic as he pulled out of my driveway.

"Why do your friends call you Death?" I looked at him.

"You'll find out soon,"
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~Date Edited- August 4th, 2015