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The Final Message

A Party To Die For

By Sharna HalliwellPublished 12 months ago 1 min read
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The Final Message
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The night she'd been waiting for had arrived. The crisp autumn breeze filled with rebellious excitement. She'd snuck out in the family car to the party her parents warned against.

Ding! Her phone sounded from the passenger seat. The blinding screen read: "Hurry, we're waiting on you!".

Suddenly, she arrived, but not at the party. Her body was now limp and painted red; the car contorted around the rippled bark. She wouldn't be surrounded by friends tonight. Instead, she was with the reaper.

Ding! Her phone lit up at her feet. It was the only survivor.

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Sharna Halliwell

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