I woke up as usual, with a dreadful headache. Tried to sleep again but I had a feeling that wasn't a good idea.
So I just made coffee, then I went to take a bath, yada, yada...
Pretty exciting day, today I gotta go do a partime job. Which is big cause I've been unemployed since... the dawn of my birth?
"Now Im walking my way downtown, touching grass, eating ass and I'm--"my awful singing abruptly ended when I saw the a kid with a ball.
"Hey kid don't go playing in the middle of the road with tha--" the kid drop his ball and it bounce to the middle of the road.
He ran after it...
And...
Contrary to popular belief, I did not try to save the kid. Cause honestly I would rather be a social pariah than.. I don't know fucking die?
Luckily tho the car manage to hit the brakes in time to not hit the kid.
But it did hit the ball... which bounced to a wall, and into a pole, and into my face...
It hit me so bad, I got knocked back. Luckily I did not hit my back of the head... cause there was some sort of manhole maintenance, but it still hurt but since my head was positioned into the manhole, my head did not hit anything.
Which couldn't have been any luckier.
Until...
When the ball hit my face, it went upwards. Which normally wouldn't be a problem but it hit an airconditioner... which fell into my face shattering my skull, and breaking my neck.
In which of course, I survived, but I died in the hospital because the nurse accidentally gave me a shit ton of morphine, resulting in overdose which lead into my death.
Anyway... so that's that.
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My body is light, as if my entire being was submerge in water... it reminded me of the lake. So that's what death feels like.
This is what death feels like...
Or maybe its because of the fact that I overdosed on morphine.
The darkness was overwhelming, but oddly comforting with its certainty. The silence... it's... it's peaceful.
And then I saw in the horizon of emptiness and darkness a light, which grew brighter as I go closer.
As I drew closer to the source, noises and sounds started to come up.
And then when I got there everything was white... then dark.
I couls see buildings in the surroundings, which of course I found odd considering, I died.
Infront of me was a bright fla---
"HANDS IN THE AIR!" The man yelled.
I Immediately did it. They immediately calmed down and slowly walked towards me.
They're whispering as they got close. I could hear their voices as they come up.
Do you really think that's the infamous serial killer, the face skinner?
I don't but the guys at the station, says this is the time of night, that he usually does his murders.
But what if he really is the one? Wont we be endanger?
That's just what we got to do so we dont accidentally arrest an innocent.
Alright.
Serial killer? Hmmm... Me overhearing what they we'retalking about immediately did the most logical thing I could come up with.
Seeing as they didn't take out of thei gun. I could only do this one thing to prove im an innocent and so that they wont interrogate me.
"O. M. G! ARE you guys those MALE STRIPPERS I hired~~♡♡ for my BIRTHDAY??" He said,
in the most gay tone he could muster.
"Uh wha--" not letting them have time to process this.
"I was just about to buys some beer~♡"
"You know some GLUG♡ GLUG♡ GLUG♡" he says doing the salt shaker motion near his mouth.
*wink♡*
A chill ran through their spine, realising the awkwardness of this situation.
"But since you're here we could do--" he turns his back towards the officers grabbing his pants.
"THIS♡♡"
he pulled down his pants flashing the cops.
And the officers... they just ran.
"Uhh... BECAREFUL AT THIS TIME SI- MA--?? B- BECAREFUL AT THIS TIME!!"
Phew, thankfully both of them were straight. I do not wanna have to do that .
Now... where the fuck am I?