" I can't do it." " Yes, you can." I huffed, trying again. I focused on the body, the disgusting dead corpse in front of me. I tried to imagine myself entering it, I reached out creating a connection, getting the familiar falling feeling.
I sat up panting, looking down at my new set of hands, and my dead body on the floor. Elliot winced as my body stopped moving, it must be hard for him to be here. But I needed him. " Liabell." I decided to have some fun with Sheronne. " No, my names Rosie," I used the name I heard Sheronne use. Her jaw dropped, and I burst out laughing. She glared at me, kicking my dead body.
" Hey!" I protested, trying to get up, but not feeling the floor. " Can I get out of here now, I feel gross and saggy." Elliot sniggered, as Sheronne just glared at me, seeing as ' Rosie' was the same age as her when she died. " Whatever, get in there by yourself." I snorted, focusing on my body, creating a connection. I slipped into my body, with more ease this time, gasping for air, as usual.
Elliot rushed over to me, kneeling and holding my hands, so he could be level with me on the floor. " What was it like?" He asked, pulling me up. " Like falling off a building, but never hitting the ground." I whispered, as his lips met mine.
" Come on, lets go tell the guys." I nodded, hopping on his back, hearing him chuckle. We headed home, in the normal limo, bickering as usual.
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" That is so awesome!" Earth yelled, pouncing on me. Elliot groaned in pain, seeing as I was his lap. We were currently in the library, explaining how training went. " Good timing too, the full moon is tomorrow." It's true, it had almost been a full month since my training, and it wasn't really going well. Today was the first day I'd officially switched bodies.
" Are you guys sure your okay with trying this?" I inquired, playing with Elliot's fingers. " Of course we are. As long as you are." I eagerly nodded at Theresa, hearing her warm laugh. Elliot kissed my neck, making me give a giggle of my own. " Are you okay with it." I whispered for only us to hear, he kissed my cheek nodding. " I love you babe." " I love you too." I gave him a lingering kiss, and he smiled into it.
" Hey Lia, you know this is kind of perfect." Earth admitted looking down. " What is?" She smiled, looking up at me. " You being immortal with us, I mean if you had gotten all old and died, and we were still here, well, umm... y-you know." I laughed at her explanation, but felt Elliot stiffen when she mentioned death. I realise I technically died that night, but I'm back.
" I know what you mean Earth. It is kind of perfect, isn't it?" We both grinned, before she hugged me again, hugging Elliot in the process, so I was squished between them. " Okay...let...go." I wheezed out, as Earth immediately jumped back. " Sorry girl." I just nodded catching my breath.
" Well I suggest we all head to sleep in preparation for tomorrow." We all agreed, heading to bed.
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We all were sitting in a circle on the floor, at Sheronne's place. The dead corpse is a male this time, mid-twenties, and blonde. I didn't even want to know where Sheronne got these dead bodies. I was about to enter the corpse, before they all turned on me.
Sheronne was going to hide my body in the back room, so the zombie's wouldn't eat my body. I focused on the corpse, feeling the connection. I let it take over my whole body, falling into the body. I opened my new eyes, seeing Sheronne start to drag my body towards the back.
The four zombie's surrounded me and I started freaking out, what if it didn't work? What if once they ate this body, I died? Then they would all die, and nobody would win. I took a deep breath into a foreign pair of lungs, relaxing. The clock striked ten, and they all started spasming, and flinching.
I stared in amazement and terror, as they're fangs came in, sending blood flying from all their mouths. I cringed, disgusted at all the blood currently in this room. All of them focused on me, as if hypmotized by my neck, the object of their affection. I closed my eyes as they all lunged for me, and started feeding.

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How I Died
FantasiaAll Rights Reserved. Stories. Every person has one. Some stories are adventures, some are of love, some are of tragedies and hardships. Mine...well my story is of all the above. I loved deeper than some will ever know, I cried ha...