When she asked me if I was afraid. I lied and told her no.
She pressed for a reason, I responded with a, "Why should I be?"
"You don't know what it's like to die..." She whispered.
But really, I did.
When she asked me if I was afraid. I lied and told her no.
She pressed for a reason, I responded with a, "Why should I be?"
"You don't know what it's like to die..." She whispered.
But really, I did.
