You know mortals is always afraid of me

They pray and pray to their gods but here I am taking them to the rightful place

but who wouldn't death is cold and lonely

there are many mortals that I came across some are shock, some regretful, some people are even denying that they are dead..... and there are people that accepted it.....

Death is Inevitable, so they should love their time on living...

but that is not the case... they work, work and work forgetting their loved ones ....

time will pass by, they will forget their birthday and months...

oh here's another one..... let's see what will be her reaction....

I found the soul who will I be taking...

it's in the hospital, a pretty common thing...

I waited, and when it was time...

I made them remember their success and failures...

and the old lady is gone forever...

I looked around and found that her family is sorrowful some even rolling around, unable to accept their loved one is dead...

While thinking, I saw the old lady looking at me...

"So, Mr. Death, is it my time?"

she was calm, as this is my 10th time harvesting souls

"Yes, I am afraid it is, Ms. Johnson" I said

"I see, Where would we go now" She said

"Not yet, as we have 10 days till it is your time" I said

She was surprised and I looked at her family...

"I see... thank you, Mr.Death"

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My name is Marie Johnson, I have 11 kids and I was born in 1943 and I'm 80 years old

It was a good life, I got married and I got kids and grandkids and I even got grand-grandkids...

but sadly, I died because of diabetes...

I watched my children at my funeral, and hours later i saw my favourite grandchild fall asleep

I looked at my fetcher and said "Can I?"

he nodded and said "it is only one time"

and I dove in his dream...

I opened my eyes and found myself in my hospital bed...

I found my grandson wondering in this white space...

"Cyrus, come here"

"Grandmaaa, you're back!!!" he said

I just look at him, he's 8 this year and even tho that's the case, I know he's smart, that's why I chose him...

"Don't cry while I'm gone alright? tell the others"

while hugging him for one last time his mother woke him up...

My grandson woke up and hugged his mother...

"Ohhh, why is my baby boy happy"

you might be wondering is like that, my grandson is autistic though he's smart and it doesn't change the fact that he's sensitive to sound and light....

"Mommy, I dreamt of Grandma and she said, don't cry"

and a week later it's time for me to go...

Cyrus cries at the end seeing the other cries too...

they walk with my coffin, even when they are in the road, they didn't stop but walk and walk till they arrive at their destination...

at one last time they walk in the mic and tell their stories

and i'm even suprised that all the people that I helped is there which make me happy...

"My name is Roanne, and my son is Cyrus, last week our mother died due to diabetes, all of our family, including me, came from a different country just to be with her one last time, even though our family have two surnames Johnson and Richards, she treated us fairly, she never mistreated us and we loved our siblings, so Mother, if you're hearing this, thank you for the lesson you teach us, we will never fight and help eachother" a tear fell on the ground, she trying to be tough, so her son think she's a strong women like I use too.

A muscular man walk through the mic

"My name is paul, I can't believe that she's gone, the last 2 weeks, she's fighting me because her grandson, Kent, my son, is sick calling me negligent, when he only has a fever" Many people laugh at that "And for one last time, mother, I will never mistreat my two family like you did to our family, i will set you as my example to my parenting"

*sigh* my first born from my second husband, he's a cry baby, even though he's big....

and then all of my children walks and it ends

for the last three days my grandson, who I'm worried no one will take care of, because his mom is a bartender in Abudhabi, will be living with his aunt and my lovely home is now empty no one take care of it

I looked at my fetcher " Mr.Death can I see their future?"

he nodded and a mist formed

my grandson Cyrus becomes lonely making his personality change, he will only talk when someone talk to him and Kent becomes a rebellious kid...

Paul, never does what he promised or maybe he has forgotten it

My lesbian daughter got cancer though she survived

my daughter who lives in America got a second daughter

and many more things happen

and now I walk in the light leaving behind my family who will i loved the most

*Author's Note*

this is my funeral story, well my name is Cyrus and i live with my aunt...

to be fair, many things happened after that...

but the next chapter will be utterly fiction...

stay tuned