Dear Death
Dear Death,
Why are you so unpredictable? You can strike with little-to-no warning,
or you can lay dormant for years. You'll wait in the shadows until something
provokes you to come out. What's worse is that you can't be tricked. People have
tried to escape your grasp before, but they always lose. Eventually they will always
fall for your tricks and they'll never come back to the living. So what's your secret?
are you just too persuasive for anyone to say no? Another thing, what happens after
you trick people into coming with you? Do they really go to Heaven or Hell? Do they
vanish into nothing and they're left with nothing but a black void? Do they become
ghosts or spirits, left to rome the earth for all eternity? Perhaps all this is what scares
me most about you Death, you're practically a mystery. I don't know anything about you,
but you still show up everywhere all over the world no matter how important someone
may be, you'll always show up eventually.
Sincerely, Destiny M.
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