The Faded Ones
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Last published Sat, Mar 23, 2013
Death........It doesn't hurt it just well.....it gives you a nostalgic feeling.....it has an empty feeling.....well that's my opinion anyway. But that could be different for me because I didn't finish dying I stopped halfway through. I had to grab on...I couldn't resist I just reached out and grabbed....back then I didn't know what would happen.....I never knew I'd become one of the faded ones. But now everyone knows about them...about us. The faded ones are people who have died and on their way to the afterlife they grab onto the grass or whatever vision they have. We look like ordinary people...most the time. We can't feel though....well I can't feel, I don't really talk to the others, not really my scene. I'm more of a calm person I don't like to be intimidated or anything like that, but all the others that I've met are all punks and try to scare and hurt people.
Within the past few years are population has decreased, once the humans found out about us and how we're created they warned people not to touch the ground; plus after a period of time the faded ones begin to rot and fade away. But that's not important, this isn't what this stories about, this is about how one faded one changed my life....nothing would ever be the same again.
By the way did I mention I'm called Alex.
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