Death has been considered by most as a disgusting rotting skeleton.
I am here to lay that rumor to rest.
Many people dislike me, because of my job. But believe me, I hate my job as much as everyone else.
I get a bad rep as the grim reaper.
If it helps you feel better, just call me Keith.
Everyone's time comes eventually. Some sooner than others. Some are lucky enough to see me coming. I've actually had the pleasure of talking with some. Those ones accept that their time is up. They make my job easy.
If I had to choose, I'd say my hardest job was with a young girl named Katie Holt. She wasn't supposed to see me, yet she did. Her death was to be sudden, and painless, yet she definitely lasted longer than she was supposed to...
I guess if you want... I can tell you what happened..
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Keith the Grim Reaper never expected Katie Holt to jump the tracks of fate..
Its a interesting story, but I'll let him tell it himself.
-Pidgey_Queen
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Because I could Not Stop For Death (Kidge Fanfic)
Fanfiction"Because I could not stop for death, he kindly stopped for me." -Emily Dickens Keith was a name of one lonely grim reaper, who's job was to harvest the souls of those who were going to die. Katie was the name of a young girl who had dreams to travel...
