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The Grim Reaper's Daughter

IsAnAfricanPrincess

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IsAnAfricanPrincess

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I will be the last thing you see before you die, that I can assure you of. I will take your loved ones from you and I'll make your life a living hell. Some hate me with a burning passion, others welcome me with open, loving arms. Race doesn't matter, neither does age, gender, location, beliefs, etc. I'll still come for you. You may escape me, once, twice maybe three times if your lucky but at the end of it all, I will have your soul. I am the Grim Reaper's Daughter and your soul will be mine.All Rights Reserved

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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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