[ TT ] You 've lived your life to the fullest , and Death has waited patiently for you . Now your time is up , and finally meet The Reaper . Describe Death , and your final moments .

It was quiet when she crept into my room, I could hear my family in the living room as I woke. Opening my eyes was a chore, my forehead could n't handle the stress. 
 
 `` Shh-shh, shhhhhh. It's alright,'' She whispered, `` It's good too see you again Luther. I have n't seen you since the war. You've grown into a strong steadfast man, your word is powerful. Good job.'' 
 
 `` I-I-I wish there was more time, but I know I've already asked too much.'' I could feel the tear roll down my cheek as my chest moved up and down underneath my covers. I turn my head to try to look at my wife and I's picture, but it's too blurry. 
 
 `` You are as resilient as I hoped you would be. I've never visited another as much as I have you.'' It felt almost like an echo with every word that she spoke. 
 
 `` Can I visit my grandson and eldest son, one last time?'' I felt like a child asking a parent for a favor. 
 
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 I could see them, my son lay at the food of my grandson's bed. He'd been reading one of my favorite tales I would read him, Twenty Thousand Leagues Under the Sea. I placed my hand on his shoulder like when he played sports or wanted to talk, It was my equivalent to a hug. For my grandson, I placed my index and my middle finger on his head,'Do n't stop trying, Nemo'. 
 
 I turned back to her, as she looked at the pair of them and wrapped her cloak around my shoulders, she says, `` Come now, Luther. It's their turn to live.''
