Lauren was having the dullest day of her life. She'd woken up, got dressed for school and her little brother spilled cereal all over her literature essay she'd spent two weeks working on.

Life couldn't get any worse.

Or so she thought.
Now, she has Death to contend with, just as she was going to get a nice coffee and a hot fresh do-nut.

There may be a sequel to this soon, so keep an eye out if you're interested! :)


9. Reaper says Do you miss them?

I sat on the sand in the dress Reaper had given me and absorbed the suns rays. 

I was just beginning to think that Death wasn't so bad, when I remembered my family.

My Mum, Dad, my brothers, Declan and Freddie; sure they annoyed the hell out of me almost every day, but life... or even death without them, was sad.

I sighed and rested my head on my knees.

'Do you miss them?' He asked from behind me. I nodded.

'I'm sorry.' He said; and I believed him. Sure, when I first started speaking to him, I thought he was a complete jerk, but I think now, he was just lonely. Plus, he doesn't seem to deal with nice people a lot, so he probably doesn't know how to treat them.

'It's okay. I can't go back. I'll wait for them.' I looked up across the Desert Sea which was illuminated by the setting sun.

'I'm sorry you're here Lauren. You're too pure to be here. I am fit only for the evil souls, the tainted people. Not young girls such as you.'

'You're not bad.' I said, tracing a picture in the sand.

'I've been dealing with evil for thousands of years. How can I not be?'  I stood up and walked over to stand in front of him.

'Oh yes. Just cause you have close contact with the filth of the world, you're automatically just as bad. I mean, no good person would save someone's soul, give them new clothes or help them through death. Sure.' I said sarcastically.

He glared at me till I smiled wickedly and shoved him backwards. He staggered a couple of steps and glared more at me as I laughed. Slowly, his face stretched out into a tentative smile.

I stuck my tongue out at him and started to walk along the beach with Reaper beside me.

We walked like that for what seemed like ages, the sun suspended in the sky unmoving.

I saw him laugh several times, and it made me feel good to see him laugh, something I had the feeling he didn't do often.

I smiled, content with my After life.

Of course, I missed my family, even Jingo, but I was dad now. There was no way I would go back. It would cause them more pain for me to turn up out of the blue after I'd died.

Plus, I got the feeling I was needed here, with Reaper.

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