"Who are you?"
     "I am Death," said the creature. "I thought that was obvious."
     "But you're so small!"
     "Only because you are small. You are young and far from your Death, September, so I seem as anything would seem if you saw it from a long way off-very small, very harmless. But I am always closer than I appear. As you grow, I shall grow with you, until at the end, I shall loom huge and dark over your bed, and you will shut your eyes so as not to see me."

"This is for all those preemptively destroyed lives
This is for every last fallen tear
This is for every self inflicted scar
This is for every one of you out there who is stuck in perpetual misery.
Remember who you used to be"