This empty piece of paper I need to fill with some words about something or possibly anything. Right now this is very boring to type out and just do. Man...my imagination is not really doing anything right now. This paper is so boring you just want to finish reading it.
Yeah, so, I had a dream that Grim Reaper was dancing and singing to "The Prophet's Song" by Queen. The back up singers were ghost and tress. The guitar and bass were played by The rain clouds; the drums were played by the a hail storm. After the Grim Reaper started singing, the ground rose and lights appeared out of nowhere. The smoke screen started to fill the stage and ground. A crowd started to watch them play. I was headbanging along with the beat.
The concert lasted 8 hours through the night. As the sun started to shine through the clouds everything turned translucent. But as the sun rose higher in the sky, the band said their goodbyes. I was the first to arrive and last to leave the site where no one would remember what happened to their souls and music would change forever. I just stood and waited and wondered what would happen next.
As I walked down the Grim Reaper told me a secret about what happened to everyone else; they disappered into their normal lives and don't remember anything. He also said I would have the ability to see him, and talk to him anywhere but couldn't touch him becuse I would die if I did. After the talk I just went about my business and wondered where and when the next concert would be.
By Sara Watson
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