Alright, please please please have fun reading this story! I really hope to get some constructive feedback from you all! Thank you guys.

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It started off as a normal day, the sun was shining through my windows, and the birds were starting to migrate, which was strange because it wasn't THAT cold out. I sighed, jumping from my bed onto the hard wood floor and walking to my bathroom, flicking the light on. I never liked the dark, I was that one teenager who still slept with a nightlight, and a very grown up one at that! I looked at my reflection, my hair still in a messy bun from the night before, I shrugged, I was on break, I shouldn't care how I looked!

My house was unbelievably silent as I crept through the hall into the kitchen, I don't really know why I was creeping, no one was home! My parents had gone to some business conference for the week, yes the WHOLE week! I was left alone, occasionally checked on my my elderly neighbor, Miss Cartel. She was nice and all, but she could get pretty nosy...

After throwing on some black leggings and a baggy light blue sweater, I hopped out of my room and into the den which was my favorite place the the whole house because of how cozy it was! I sat myself down on the couch and switched on the television, playing my favorite show, Pretty Little Liars. Just as I was about to find out who A was, I heard a noise, glass broke upstairs, an I could hear someone grumble something to themselves. I paused the show to get a better hearing, only hearing someone mumble,

"Oopsies," right after the masculine voice spoke, the den door opened slowly, a creak ringing through my ears. I sat there, terrified as the lights flickered around me and the room temperature became unbearably hot. "Hello?" I uttered into the warm air, trembling as I did so.

Good one, the murderer is totally going to answer you.

"Hey Mona Lisa," I heard a husky voice mutter into my right ear. I quickly turned around in disbelief, I saw no one behind me, I shakily turned back seeing a dark hooded figure looming in front of my chair. I screamed loudly before a gloved hand fell on my mouth, silencing me.

"Hey. Hey, keep it down! We don't want your neighbor interrupting us." The hooded man said to me, my eyes were wide with fear. I could tell that he was grinning evilly and he stared at me. I couldn't see any part of his face, or any skin either. Suddenly he spoke again, "if I move my hand, will you shut up?" She asked me darkly.

I nodded furiously. He left his hand fall by his side, suddenly a weapon appeared in his hand, I knew what it was, oh wait. A scythe! I gasped and jumped back in my chair eying the intruder carefully, "who are you?" I asked incredulously.

He looked down at me, "really?" He asked. "Who do you think I am?"

I shook my head with a confused expression, "a murderer dressed as the Grim Reaper?" I asked, a bit of sarcasm in my sassy voice.

He dropped his hands

"I'm Death."

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picture of Mona on the right----------->