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Death's Shadow

Death's Shadow

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WpMetadataNoticeLast published Sat, Nov 17, 2012
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Paranormal
What is it like to taste death? What is it like to hear, feel, smell, and see death? Well I will tell you. Welcome to my life, the life of Nathaniel Dean. The eldest son of four, and first born of Amelia and Franklin Dean. I am the one who must pro-fill my destiny. I am the one who must pro-fill the family legacy. I must become the living vessel for Death. Or as most call him, the Grim Reaper. Let me tell you it is not the funniest of jobs. I have seen so much death, so much blood, so many sins. Truly I am surprised I have survived for this long. But I have gotten ahead of myself have I not? Well lets start from the beginning. For as stated earlier, welcome to my life. The insanity that is, the life of Nathaniel Dean.
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Death is a funny thing. It's the ultimate step out of our comfort zones. You realize this world is the biggest comfort zone there is. Earth has always been a constant in a constantly changing world. We're all born into it with this air of certainty. We always know the ground under our feet will be there tomorrow. Death is like waking up and that comfort of the world around you is destroyed. -AD // Mackenzie Oliver is finally a senior. She's ready to graduate and move on with life. But it's not that simple. In fact, it's impossible. One day, some random guy shows up claiming to be the Grim Reaper and tells her she only has one year to live. What do you say to that? "Bullshit." Unfortunately, vulgar language isn't going to stop the clock or save her life. Neither is slapping the Grim Reaper across the face. But, hey. It never hurts to try. Copyright © 2017 by AD

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