Hello. My name's Tord. And I'm uh.....how do I say this....dead. I don't know how or why. Just remember waking up. Getting ready for the day. Then a huge blank. Then me screeching and waking up......on the floor in my office. Only being able to pick up about Ten things that I must have had on me when I died. Cause they were in my pocket. A pen,A sheet of blank folded paper,My Phone and charger, Two chocolate bars(Don't ask why I had two) a picture of the day I tried to kill Tom (How I hate him), Twenty seven dollars,A card that I can't see the words on,my glasses(don't.....ask) and then a hentai magazine with my gun in it? Yup my gun. Ok now I'll be fine. But why aren't I in heaven? Or hell. Wait if you go to heaven you need to know how you died. To go to hell you just go. HOW AM I GOING TO HEAVEN!?!? Don't ask how I know this. But I'm gonna ask someone. I have to get help. But I'm possible the only person in the world that no one likes. Who will help me? Can they help me?
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Things weren't better when you died.
FanfictionRip. Tord. ______to_____. Nobody knows how you died or when. But you did. Well Tom knows. But he doesn't want to talk about it. Tom-Why should I help you Commie? Tord-Cause your the only one that can see me. Tom-That's not my fault. Tord-Come on Tom...
