[ WP ] It 's Friday afternoon and you hear a knock at your front door only to open it and find death dressed in his usual store asking to spend the weekend at your house . Give me a recount on how your weekend with death went .

`` I am so glad I only have to work half days on Friday'' 
 
 `` Yeah, it is really nice to get a jump start on the weekends. It's to bad I have to go with the girls this weekend'', Claire replied. 
 
 `` Yep it's a real shame'' Jordan replied trying to suppress his excitement. A weekend alone, being lazy, messy, and the brand spanking new Madden 15, could life get any better. Yeah, it can Jordan thought I do n't have to do that stupid kale, quinoa, diet I have been on for the past two weeks. 
 
 `` Well I will call you when I get to the hotel, miss you'' she said with a kiss. 
 
 `` Be safe, love ya'' Jordan said as she was pulling out of the drive way. This was exactly what both of them needed, Jordan had just quit his second job and had been putting in 80+ hour work weeks. Meanwhile Claire had just gone through her third miscarriage and was feeling that she was just not meant to be a mother. 
 
 Jordan was polishing off his fifth slice of pizza and was about to start digging into the wings when he heard a hollow knock at the door. Must be one of Claire's friends Jordan thought. As he opened the door he could n't help but start laughing. He knew that it was the end of August, Halloween was still two months away. In front of him stood a tall figure in a black robe, holding a scythe with a very convincing prosthetic skeleton hand. 
 
 `` Hi, can I help you'' Jordan said with a chuckle. Nothing, there was no reply. `` Hello?'' annoyed Jordan began to become impatient, he reached out to the hooded figure to see who was really hiding behind this `` Death'' costume. `` What the.....'' Jordan was gripped by sudden fright was he saw could n't be real. A face with hollow eyes, chapped lips, sunken cheeks, and skin semi-transparent and as white as a blank piece of paper. Jordan stammered backwards into the house, his heart racing thinking is it my time, I knew I should n't ate all that pizza. It did n't feel like a heart attack, was this really his time? 
 
 `` Relax'' he heard, eyes darting back towards the door. `` I am not here for you, well not in the way you think.'' 
 
 `` This has got to be some kind of joke, where did you get that costume?'' 
 
 `` Jordan, this is no joke, I am death, but as I said I am not here to collect you.'' 
 
 `` That's a relief, I guess, what do you want'' 
 
 `` Well this is going to sound stupid but I need a place to crash for the weekend'' It took what felt like 10 minutes for Jordan to stop laughing, `` You got to be kidding right? You `` Death'', needs a place to crash for the weekend. Come on did Jason put you up to this? This is something he would totally do'' 
 
 Suddenly and without warning Death raised his scythe and ever so gently touched the tip of the blade to the root of the front hedge. Slowly at first it began to wilt then in what seemed like the blink of an eye the bush was dead.... 
 
 **Continuation of story** 
 
 Just then Jordan saw his neighbor Mark pulling in across the street, Jordan could n't stand Mark since the day they moved in it seemed like Mark was out to prove that he was the better man, he also took every chance he could to put Jordan down in front of his wife. As Mark got out of his new BMW Jordan saw him looking inquisitively in his direction. 
 
 `` Looks like that bush could use some water, thankfully you guys do n't have any kids, you can barely take care of your yard'', considering recent events that comment cut extra deep with Jordan. Jordan laughed it off, but deep down was starting to boil with anger. Having children had never been a problem for Mark and Denise, they had two bratty boys, and a sweet little girl ( she took after her mother ) as well as another that was due any day. 
 
 `` Wait'', Jordan exclaimed, `` he ca n't see you?'' 
 
 `` Nope'', Death replied with a hint of satisfaction in his voice. 
 
 As Jordan came to the realization that this might be for real a strange sense of tranquility came over him. 
 
 `` All right'' Jordan said, `` Let's do this'' 
 
 `` Excuse me'' Death Replied 
 
 `` You can stay here, for the weekend, as long as you promise to not visit me or my family for at least another 70 years.'' 
 
 `` Thanks, I wish that was my decision to make'' Death said with a note of sadness. 
 
 `` Well I was planning on Madden and College football all night if that is okay with you'' Said Jordan 
 
 `` You just do what you need to do'', said Death `` I have a few visits that I need to make in the area tonight but other than that I am down for whatever.'' 
 
 `` Visits?'' 
 
 `` Yeah you know, visits'' 
 
 `` You mean you have some people you are going to kill?' 
 
 `` I do n't go around killing people'' 
 
 `` Tell that to my bush'' 
 
 `` That was different, believe it or not my job is to comfort and to provide assistance when needed.'' Death said with a tone frustration. 
 
 `` Yeah your whole look says, hey I am here to help'' 
 
 `` You know I only look like this to you because that is what you expect me to look like. To most people...'' 
 
 `` Wait'' Jordan interrupted, `` So there are only a few people in the whole world that are expected to die tonight?'' 
 
 `` Well, technically I do not have to be present for every death that would be unrealistic, I am only expected to be present when certain circumstances exist.'' 
 
 `` What circumstances?'' 
 
 `` Well actually it would be better if I showed you.'' 
 
 `` Really, I can follow you around while you go finish some people off?'' Jordan said with a little too much enthusiasm. 
 
 `` I do n't see why not, it would be better to do that than sit here and play 20 questions'' 
 
 `` Cool, well when do we start?'' 
 
 `` In about an hour we can head out.'' 
 

