An extraordinary story also known as my life
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  • Reads 1,761
  • Votes 111
  • Parts 12
  • Time 47m
Ongoing, First published Aug 16, 2014
My life is a bit different from yours. I'm Death. During the night my job is to make sure dead souls find peace and during the day my job is to be a normal human boy and to deal with the pain I constantly feel from all the humans dying. In this book I'm going to tell you the extraordinary story, that is my life.

WARNING: This story might contain some of the following things:

*A wonderful love story that will give you false expectations about love in real life.
* Heartbreaking sadness.
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(Book 1) (Emo Boy and Nerdy Girl Series) (WARNING: Crude humor, suicidal, and/or violent scenes in this story. If you do not like or feel uncomfortable with those types of things, then please do not read.) (PG-13) (Completed.) ---------------- I'm not normal. She's not normal. This ill-fated relationship isn't neither. Our relationship is filled with regrets. Way too many to count. Many from me. Drugs, alcohol, pain, and–...Love. It's a shame that I just had to ruin it too many times. I feel as if it's my fault that I'm now imprisoned in my little world of darkness– Forever. It was my choice. Possibly the worst one I've made in my unfortunate life. I could only imagine what her's was like though– What type of hell I put her through this whole time we were together. I miss being alive sometimes– With the sunlight's warmth shining against my skin, and myself breathing, my heart beating. I no longer function the way I did whenever I was alive. I'm just stuck here in this little world of mine I call home now. While yet, she's an angel floating in the skies, I'm just an apparition that nobody notices. I'm becoming a psychopath it seems like... I'm sick of this world. I want to see you again, my Princess. Let me tell you the tale of the used-to-be–... Us. From both of our perspectives.