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Dude, where's my mortality?

Dude, where's my mortality?

A Story by Sonne Lore


Devlyn died, and rose again on the third day. Does this make her Jesus or a zombie?
Goodbye Uncle

Goodbye Uncle

A Poem by Arik


Funerals are hard for those too young to understand.
We are made of clay

We are made of clay

A Story by Georgina V Solly


A Theatrical Director organizes his own funeral.
Before the Birds

Before the Birds

A Poem by RFDIII


Oh! How I woke, still mourning, in a haze!His burial's been proceeding for days.And how he woke, one morning, with his heart glazed bronze;Petrif..
The Gift

The Gift

A Story by Kacee


Possibly unlike anything you will ever read that has the title "The Gift". Unfortunately, This is a true story.
Dirge

Dirge

A Poem by RFDIII


The Dirge shall follow the malady. An itinerant phantom; shuffling dirt.There shall be no cure on this land for me.Indelibly dead - in hell or on eart..
The Funeral

The Funeral

A Story by NoblePariah


Gerry, a young mechanic visiting his old friend's grave, encounters a strange funeral procession, that has some mysterious patrons.
Rain

Rain

A Chapter by Alex Hunter


Tim, Steve, Veronica and Rod are survivors. With a funeral going on, life get can't get worse. But, only time will mend the wounds.
Love

Love

A Story by Sunny Rae


very short story about dealing with the loss of one that holds your heart most dear, inspired by Moonlight Sonata by Beethoven.
Storybook

Storybook

A Story by Hannah


A 25 year old female returns home for her younger sister's funeral. Memories suddenly come back
Death of a Killer

Death of a Killer

A Poem by Piper Lynn


How is it you lie so peaceful,Laying in the lilies as if you belong?So quiet, so somber,The weeping of the widowed motherAll the sound that shall be h..
At a Funeral

At a Funeral

A Poem by Brian


My way of expressing the indifference I feel at funerals. I personally think death is a part of life. Why torture yourself with sadness when some one ..
Voice in the Wind

Voice in the Wind

A Poem by David Lewis Paget


I could hear her whispering under the trees Whenever the breeze crept in through the pines, And then when the Moon rose out of the sea ..
JOSIAH PYKE AND THE TIME TO CRY

JOSIAH PYKE AND THE TIME TO CRY

A Chapter by Peter Rogerson


Josiah's heart is almost broken when he hears of Mildred's death.
Funeral at night

Funeral at night

A Poem by StephL


I want my funeral to be held at night,Without a soul in flight.There won't be a tear in sight,When I begin my lonely plight.Life melts like the fallin..
The Perfect Rose

The Perfect Rose

A Story by Batman


A real mean would never break a tradition to his true love.