The Observer

The Observer

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Is there one meaning of life? How are you to figure that out? Death is a funny thing that all of us think about . Some more often than others. We wander where we go when we die. Or who will cry at our funeral. In this story, a big imagination creates stories about peoples past lives to help her figure out why we are all here in the first place. A cemetery acts as her play ground and mourning families give her something to observe. And she does, closely.
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I am the invisible person. I am not a man nor a woman. I am Death. Death has no gender. Death has no mercy. Everyone has their destination, even you. You and all the other people in the world are a small piece to a huge game; I am the creator of this fun game. And I enjoy playing this game with all you humans, because I always win.

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