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Death

"Hey..." I said, flipping through the channels boredly, my mind focusing on the bright colors flashing on the screen.
"Have you ever wondered why fanfiction characters always seem to get saved at the last moment in a lot of stories?"

I turned my head towards you, running a hand through my short curly hair, pushing my glasses back up onto the bridge of my nose.

"Hmm... Not much of a talker are ya'? That's ok. I can be pretty quiet too sometimes."
An awkward silence followed, I turned off the TV, the old grandfather clock ticked in the background.

"I mean, why are some people afraid to let their ocs die? They just turn into mary sues..."
Another awkward pause. I shifted uncomfortably in the heat, it was rather warm in this room after all. Rolling up the sleeves of my dark blue flannel I continued.

"It's kinda weird... Having to accept that I will die one day. My mind doesn't want to believe it... Heh..."
Silence
"It's pretty important that we accept it though, and stop worrying so much about death you get me? I mean, you only live once right?"

You stared up at me, not knowing what to say.
"I think it's a good thing to have that conversation with your family... I think I want to be turned into a tree when I die..." I scratched my scalp lightly, a soft smile on my face as I thought about it.

"I mean, what if I die tomorrow, how will my family know how I want my dead body and my stuff to be taken care of?
If I were to die, I wouldn't want people buying my stuff..."
I smiled, looking over at you, my brown eyes gleaming.
"So... What about you, how would you want to die?"

"..."

"I see, interesting..." I commented.
I grinned softly, a new gleam in my eyes, "hey! Since we're stuck here, why don't we make the most of our time?"
You suddenly got nervous, not sure you liked... Whatever I was talking about.

"No not that!" I said, failing to hide the blush on my face.
"Let's play battle ship! I fucking slay ass at this game!"

So.... How do you want to die?

((I may make this a series... Talking about things people are too scared to talk about, what do you guys think? Should I like, make this a thing?))

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