[ WP ] What if everyday you woke up and saw DEATH ?

*Dear Elizabeth, * 
 
 *This may come as somewhat of a perplexing surprise but i've been looking over you for years now. Almost to my 18th year, actually. The hooded one or the grim reaper but to most, I am death. * 
 
 *I know you've grown accustom to my presence but it was n't always this easy. If only I could allow you to see the first curious years of your life. The amount of tears I brought to your face is unsettling at times. Your parents must have rushed into the room dozens of times wondering as to what brought out these sort of screams in the morning. After some time, though, you became curiously quizzical with my presence. * 
 
 *I give you my word that I meant you no harm. In fact, the opposite. You see, Elizabeth, you're a rather important human to us all. Not only do I have my attention drawn to you but the gods also have kept a servant or two overseeing your safety throughout the days. Providing too much information on this is forbidden to us all, especially you as it may affect the ways in which you live. Not that the grim reaper greeting you every morning helps, I know. * 
 
 *In the future you'll understand and thank us all for keeping our distance. Your 18th birthday is tomorrow and with that, you'll be moving on with the path before you and there will be a new spirit greeting you each and every morning for another extended period of time. But do n't worry, it's an interesting character and it will be reaching out to you unlike I could. This may or may not be something you wish but is crucial towards the life you'll soon have placed before you. * 
 
 
 *Albeit a small and limited amount of my time in front you each morning, I will think back on these days. I take no stance on being hard skinned or falling over as if a softy but feeling love and hate is certainly a part of all of us, even the gods. These feelings are strong in us and are something we experience as full as we are able. When you need me, Elizabeth, I will be there. * 
 
 *The Grim Reaper* 
 
 Before I could place the paper back on my desk, it slowly whisked away into the air. I did n't realize it until I my mind was back into this moment but I was crying. Quite a bit it seemed. 
 
 I was a bit shocked, as death expected it seems. I was n't losing my mind as I once thought. When I wake up I'm somewhat out of it and perhaps a big foggy with my glasses only a few feet from me as I squint towards the corner where I *thought* I was, no no, I *was* seeing death. 
 
 My breathing was a bit shorter now as I found the truth to be some sort of a massive cotton ball I could n't hold in my mouth and that was sucking up the remainder of my saliva. 
 
 `` I need something to drink'' I told no one, out loud. 
 
 After getting to the restroom and gulping down a small glass of sink water, I rushed back to my room and laid on the bed. So many questions were running through my mind. 
 
 `` Who the hell am I going to see in the morning now, the'interesting character' that can reach out to me? Damn.'' 
 
 `` Am I normal?'' 
 
 `` I'm someone the **gods** are keeping an eye on?'' 
 
 `` What the heck, gods?! Plural *gods*?!'' 
 
 I found that the cotton ball too large for my saliva glands was back and I rushed off to the bathroom and brought the glass back after finishing a few cups of the iron-like tap water. 
 
 `` Honey! Could you help me with the decorations.'' My mom's voice rang out as a slap to my face and a snap back into the world and existence I was in. 
 
 *Oh shit* My birthday party. I do n't have time for this. I jotted down as much of the letter that I could recall and I rushed downstairs to help out for the party i'd be having for my life-changing 18th birthday. I am so terrified but I am so damn excited to see what this is all about. *gods were watching me?! * **Me?! ** 
 

