please be kind if you read and comment its kinda my frist story that i liked so be kind ^_^
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Mike stood in the middle of his school class surrounded by his school friends think about what it would be like to have a little action in his life. Through the rest of the day he thought this little did he know that this very night he would be asked to help a shinigami.
When mike got home that night he ate dinner with his two sisters and mother. After he finished dinner he went to his room to get a little homework done before he went to bed. As he worked his mind wondered to what he had been thinking at school sense first period. At about 9:00P.m. Mike finished his home work and started to get ready for bed after he was ready he turned on the T.V. to watch his favorite shows before bed. At 10:00P.m. Mike fell asleep.
She was a shinigami a Death god and she was good at her job too she was a short girl of around 17 if you where to look at her she would look like a regular teenager accept for her shinigami robe top and robe bottoms.
As she jumped from roof to roof Rachel thought about her Assignment at hand. She was to find a teenage boy of 17 and take his soul to the side. She knew where the boy lived what he looked like she felt kind of sorry for taking such a young boys life at such a young age.
At about midnight Rachel Rachel reached the the young teenagers house. Well she said this is it I’m sorry she said and opened the window and slept in in quietly and shut it after her. As she walked over to the youths bed she pulled a small black handled dagger out of her robe top she poised ready to slam the dagger in to the youth….
As mike slept he felt the urge to get a small glass of water….as he rolled over to get out of bed and opened he eyes he saw a teen standing over him with a dagger in hand about to slam it in to his back he let out a scream which in turn startled the girl who dropped the dagger startled…
….Who the hell are you mike sputtered while moving as far away from the girl as he could go…. And what hell were going to do to me with that dagger. I Rachel began to say. Am a Death god and I was sent to kill you as she pointed a finger at mike. Mike laughed right and I’m a magical pink pony. Now get the hell out of my room before I call the police and have you arrested for attempted murder.
Silver Moon Poetry
Poetry is what gets lost in translation ~Robert Frost~