RE: Out-Of-The-Box: Last Chat On Your Deathbed
Am I dead yet? I can't believe my eyes. All of you guys gathered around my bed? How annoying. Where's mom? She would never allow you in the house and where's my dog? What is it you want, do I know you? Noone of you cared while I was fit and alive, btw not when I felt sick either. You say got a few last-minute questions to answer for the youth? What a joke as if they ever listen. Forget it. Sounds as if it's more about you. I'm not going to give you a hand putting your conscious asleep while I am the one dying here and get your arse of my bed. How about leaving? Find yourself a priest or shrink. It won't be for free though and don't forget to open the window before you leave. You all stink and hey, keep your hands off my stuff! I rather set it on fire than give you greedy vultures something. BTW don't you have a job you all are here during the day?
Ah, there you are, good dog: attack!
What do you say regrets, me? Oh, you mean you, sorry mate, it's too late. You can take my place in the bed.
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🤣 No, you are not dead and it looks as if that bed remains empty. 👍
Happy writing!