[ WP ] You have a fear of death and missing out of life after you have gone . You have the opportunity to have eternal life . Why should you pass this up ?

I have the worst roommate in the world. Not only because he is the worst roommate in the world, but also because he is the grim reaper. 
 
 `` Son, people go through phases all the time,'' my dad said when I told him of Greg's habits. `` Throughout my life I had seen weird to down-right fucked up shit. Trust me, it is not that bad. I have lived with people who seem like complete jackasses, but when I got to know them, they were actually decent people.'' 
 
 `` No dad, you do not understand how much I am suffering. Yesterday I was using deodorant only to discover that Greg had replaced it with cream cheese! And just last night he put kool-aid powder into the shower head!'' I continued to insist. I was just so tired of putting up with Greg. No one but I, could understand the perils of having Greg as a roommate. 
 
 `` I can see that it bothers you. Sometimes in life you just have to do what is right,'' and so I adhered to my father's advice and perspicacity. 
 
 `` Greg, it was nice knowing you, but you have to move out. You can pay me whatever you want, you can give me whatever you want, but I can not live with you,'' I stated as I entered my apartment for the first time after my trip home. I went straight to my room and shut the door. I did not want to put up with Greg and his antics. 
 `` You have one day to get your stuff together and move on or else I am calling the police,'' I announced with authority. The ball was in my court. I was the owner of the apartment. 
 
 I heard the shuffling of feet. What does he want now? I pondered frustratingly. 
 `` You do not want to do this,'' I heard Greg behind my door. 
 
 `` I must however,'' I agreed. 
 
 `` You must n't. You are the greatest roommate I have ever had. You are the greatest friend and man who walks this earth,'' Gregg told me. 
 
 `` Thank you, but I have my decision. There is nothing that can deter me,'' I said as I opened the door in order to see not Greg's sullen face, but to see my roommate adorned in a full grim reaper costume. 
 
 `` What the fuck?!'' I blatantly said. 
 
 `` How much do you love to live?'' Greg asked a question which sent a chill down my face. What are you going to do now Greg? Please do n't do anything stupid, this is not a game, I thought with a shred of instant fear and dread. 
 
 `` Life is why I am here right now, death is the worst thing that I could possibly imagine,'' I attempted the most simple answer possible. 
 
 `` What if I were to give you eternal life?'' 
 
 `` Then I would take it. To bad there is no such thing as eternal life, or a grim reaper.'' All of a wisp of smoke apparated in front of me. 
 `` Look inside,'' Gregg whispered. I squinted. Faces. Many faces. Faces of people I had never seen before now flowed in the smoke in front of me. 
 
 `` The work of the previous hour,'' he told me with a twinge of pride. I stood there, shocked. 
 
 `` So do you accept my offer?'' He asked with renewed confidence. 
 
 `` Of course,'' I muttered, frightened to death. 
 
 `` Then I shall give it to you, under the condition that we will always live together,'' Greg proposed. Images of life with Greg flashed within my eyes. Sleepless nights in dread and fear. The knowledge of the grim reaper himself. Paranoia... for eternity. 
 
 `` I shall consider,'' I announced, closing the door behind me. I waited for the sound of his feet as he walked away. Satisfied that he was long gone on his next mission, I opened my suitcase and began packing my bag.
