My funeral was so boring that I thought of going for a walk in the Rosette park.
When I was walking out of the room I heard some whispers from some women speaking about my death
Woman 1 : poor child!
Woman 2: yes , died out of cancer .
Woman 1 : Cancer ??
Woman 2 : didn't you know that she had cancer?
Whaaat ? I had cancer
Woman 3 : she didn't suffer from cancer , but she killed herself.
I killed my self ! What the hell .
Soon the room filled with the whispers of how I died.
Many fake stories were building on of my death .
My death was a cruel death . It was a very unfair death . Even I have the right to live .
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FantasyStill surviving after death with oncoming challenges to face to make your soul to rest in peace..
