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Death

Ringo died last Sunday after he tried to suck on his ring to clean it. That wasn't the only thing he sucked on. His death felt like such a blur to me like it wasn't real.

"Hey John." Paul said as he put his hand on my shoulder.

I didn't say anything. I keep on thinking that Ringo was still alive. We started the service. Paul and George sobbed like babies but I stayed comfortably numb.

Ringo suddenly sat up. He turned to us and gave us a smile. Everyone watched in horror.

"Sup bitches!" He yelled at us.

Everyone ran away except Paul, George, and I. I was absolutely stunned. How did he come back to life‽

"How are you alive‽" I shout loudly and angrily.

"Someone sprayed some Flex Seal on me." He explained as he made his way out of the coffin.

"Makes sense his body was in a lot of damage." Paul said to us.

"What's dying like Ringo?" George called out to him.

"It's fucking boring. Have you ever talked to a corpse it's fucking boring! They're all concerned about there family and shit."

We left the cemetery and walked to breakfast. George and Paul were asking Ringo questions.