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Dying in Three, Two, One Chapter 9
The day after my death, my brothers sent my body for cremation as I wished. They booked the best service the funeral parlor had to offer.I followed my body into the crematorium and watched as the flames licked at it, slowly turning it into ashes. I vaguely heard sobs as the fire burned.I didn't pay much attention to it. Instead, I relished in the fact that I'd finally gotten to live in a place of my choosing—my urn.My plan had been to haunt their dreams if they hadn't done as I'd wished. Fortunately, everything went smoothly. I was relieved—I didn't want to have anything to do with them anymore.Gary picked up my urn and took it to my resting spot. I looked around, feeling satisfied. It was a place with a nice view.He stroked my photo, his lips moving slightly. I had to get closer to him to hear him mumbling an apology.What was the point, though? I no longer harbored any hope for these people. Anyway, I was already dead. If they really wanted to apologize to me, they could d
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I'd been able to see a countdown to death above people's heads since I was a child.The first time I saw it was when it appeared above my grandfather's head. I told my parents about it, but they didn't mind me. They thought it was just part of a child's imagination.When I saw my grandfather again the next day, he lay on the bed with a white cloth over his face. People were crying, but I didn't understand what was going on.Later, I saw the same countdown timer above my father's head. When I told him about it, his smile froze for a second before he regained his composure. That night, I didn't see him return from work.All I heard was the urgent ringing of a phone. My mother turned ashen when she answered the call. She was already heavily pregnant at the time. She was in such a rush to head out that she slipped and fell on the steps, going into labor.That was when I saw the familiar 24-hour countdown appear above her head. That day, she passed away due to major blood loss after gi
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My three elder brothers treated Phoebe like a princess but avoided me like the plague. Even the maids brushed me off.It was a regular occurrence for me to go to bed while starving. That didn't stop me from reaching the age of 18, though.Carl always said I was a monster who would forever plague the rest of the family, and I somewhat agreed. I wondered whether I was still alive because I was too evil for hell to take me in.On this day, I got out of bed and headed to the bathroom to wash up. My hair was dry and frizzy, and my cheeks were sunken. No one would ever think I was the oldest daughter of the affluent Jensen family.That was beside the point, though. What caught my attention was the countdown timer above my head. I saw the bright red numbers above my mirror reflection.The day had finally come. I wanted to smile but only managed to lift the corners of my lips slightly.I slowly put down my glass of water and stared dazedly at my reflection. I didn't have friends and rare
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I watched Phoebe and Eugene left. The earlier joy I'd felt when Eugene had stopped to speak to me immediately disappeared. I felt like a bucket of ice-cold water had been poured over me.Was that what he thought of me? That I was an evil murderer?My heart hurt, as did my stomach. I headed to the kitchen to get something to eat, but there wasn't any food in sight. All that was left was half a slice of bread.I started eating it with a few cashew nuts, but they did nothing to fill my stomach. A maid passed by and rolled her eyes when she saw me. Maybe she thought I didn't see her.When she saw the bread, she feigned surprise and said, "Oh, my! Don't tell me you ate that, Ms. Holly. I was supposed to throw it. Ms. Phoebe and your brothers woke up early, so we prepared breakfast according to their schedule. I can make you something now if you want."I frowned at the annoyed look on her face. Then, I turned down her insincere suggestion and endured the sharp pain in my stomach. I retu
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I stiffened. This was about Phoebe again. I now knew who Carl had been on the phone with—Eugene.Well, it made sense. I'd always been known as a symbol of misfortune. Why else would I have cursed my family members?I couldn't help shuddering at the thought of what Carl was capable of. After my mother's death, a kind doctor had taken me home. For three days after that, Carl had locked me up in the tool shed without food or drinks. Nobody had cared about me.To this day, the incident haunted me. I thought I was about to die on my third day without sustenance when my eldest brother, Gary, had descended from the heavens and set me free. Though he hadn't expressed any concern toward me, he was still the kindest among my brothers.I supposed he'd already heard about what I'd said earlier that morning.When I didn't respond, Carl probably thought his threat had scared me. He leaned close and said, "You know what I'm capable of. It's easy enough for me to make a person disappear without a
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I could hear my heart racing after saying the words I'd kept to myself since learning that I was about to die. I thought I could be unaffected by my imminent death, yet I suddenly wanted to see more of the world.Gary didn't say anything. It was so quiet that I could hear my own breathing. Just as I thought he wasn't going to say anything, he finally spoke. His words made my heart descend into an abyss, though."Do you think a lie like that is going to make us pity you, Holly? You're stooping really low to make us go home, aren't you? Do you think we're still as easily fooled as we were when you were younger? Don't forget how Mom, Dad, and Grandpa died," he said icily.No, that wasn't it. That wasn't my fault!I screamed the words in my heart but couldn't make a sound. Tears streamed down my face and landed on the floor. I felt like a puppet under a puppeteer's control as I cried, "I'm not lying. Please do this for me. Please! Just one last time!"Gary ultimately hung up on me. Be
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As my soul left my body, I wondered why I could still see what was happening to me. It only hit me when I looked down to see my lifeless body slumped on the table—I was dead.The sound of the door opening caught my attention. I turned to see that a maid had returned. The remnants of whatever hope I harbored disappeared. My brothers hadn't returned.The maid was shocked to see me slumped on the table with the urn and photo beside me. She stopped to assess the situation before slowly approaching me. She reached out a trembling finger and placed it underneath my nose. Then, she paled and shrieked in fear.She pulled out her phone and made a call, the shakiness of her voice a testament to how terrified she was. "Hello? Yes, someone has just died here! Yes… The address is…"After hanging up, she patted her chest and glanced at me. Then, she turned away. Suddenly, she remembered something, and her expression turned conflicted. After a brief hesitation, she made another call. "Mr. Gary…"
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The doctor, the receptionist at the photography studio, and the owner of the hot cross buns stall… They'd all given me a sliver of comfort.As I pondered this, the rest of the Jensen family arrived. Gary had already composed himself and gone back to being cold and aloof when he heard them.Phoebe clapped a hand over her mouth, looking shocked. Then, tears filled her eyes. "Holly… How did this happen?"The shakiness in her choked-up voice made my brothers' hearts ache for her. Carl pulled her into his arms and said, "Don't cry, Pheebs. Everyone has their own destiny."What bullshit! I didn't believe in that rubbish, yet my fate had played such a huge prank on me. It had turned me into such a harbinger of misfortune.I saw the slight smile on Carl's face. He seemed to be pleased that I was dead.He and the rest of them surrounded my body. Silence descended upon them as they looked at my photo and urn. Gary said grimly, "Holly called me this afternoon and told me she was going to di
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The day after my death, my brothers sent my body for cremation as I wished. They booked the best service the funeral parlor had to offer.I followed my body into the crematorium and watched as the flames licked at it, slowly turning it into ashes. I vaguely heard sobs as the fire burned.I didn't pay much attention to it. Instead, I relished in the fact that I'd finally gotten to live in a place of my choosing—my urn.My plan had been to haunt their dreams if they hadn't done as I'd wished. Fortunately, everything went smoothly. I was relieved—I didn't want to have anything to do with them anymore.Gary picked up my urn and took it to my resting spot. I looked around, feeling satisfied. It was a place with a nice view.He stroked my photo, his lips moving slightly. I had to get closer to him to hear him mumbling an apology.What was the point, though? I no longer harbored any hope for these people. Anyway, I was already dead. If they really wanted to apologize to me, they could d
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Eugene buried his face in the scarf, his body trembling slightly. He remembered watching me pick the shreds from the trash can while mocking me. "What's ruined is ruined. It'll never go back to being what it was, no matter how you try to put it back together."There'd been an undercurrent to his words, which I'd understood. My hands had stiffened in mid-air while clutching the pieces of the scarf, but I'd still taken them with me.As Eugene sobbed inside my room, Carl and Gary leaned against the doorframe and looked in. This seemed to be their first time seeing my living conditions—the attic was dark and cramped.Carl was stunned. He'd never stepped foot in here before. He approached my closet, which was small and old. It was enough to contain all the clothes I needed for every weather.Everything in the attic was old and worn out, save for the small bed in the center. I'd only managed to get it changed because the old one had collapsed in the middle of the night. A piece of broken
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The doctor, the receptionist at the photography studio, and the owner of the hot cross buns stall… They'd all given me a sliver of comfort.As I pondered this, the rest of the Jensen family arrived. Gary had already composed himself and gone back to being cold and aloof when he heard them.Phoebe clapped a hand over her mouth, looking shocked. Then, tears filled her eyes. "Holly… How did this happen?"The shakiness in her choked-up voice made my brothers' hearts ache for her. Carl pulled her into his arms and said, "Don't cry, Pheebs. Everyone has their own destiny."What bullshit! I didn't believe in that rubbish, yet my fate had played such a huge prank on me. It had turned me into such a harbinger of misfortune.I saw the slight smile on Carl's face. He seemed to be pleased that I was dead.He and the rest of them surrounded my body. Silence descended upon them as they looked at my photo and urn. Gary said grimly, "Holly called me this afternoon and told me she was going to di
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As my soul left my body, I wondered why I could still see what was happening to me. It only hit me when I looked down to see my lifeless body slumped on the table—I was dead.The sound of the door opening caught my attention. I turned to see that a maid had returned. The remnants of whatever hope I harbored disappeared. My brothers hadn't returned.The maid was shocked to see me slumped on the table with the urn and photo beside me. She stopped to assess the situation before slowly approaching me. She reached out a trembling finger and placed it underneath my nose. Then, she paled and shrieked in fear.She pulled out her phone and made a call, the shakiness of her voice a testament to how terrified she was. "Hello? Yes, someone has just died here! Yes… The address is…"After hanging up, she patted her chest and glanced at me. Then, she turned away. Suddenly, she remembered something, and her expression turned conflicted. After a brief hesitation, she made another call. "Mr. Gary…"
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I could hear my heart racing after saying the words I'd kept to myself since learning that I was about to die. I thought I could be unaffected by my imminent death, yet I suddenly wanted to see more of the world.Gary didn't say anything. It was so quiet that I could hear my own breathing. Just as I thought he wasn't going to say anything, he finally spoke. His words made my heart descend into an abyss, though."Do you think a lie like that is going to make us pity you, Holly? You're stooping really low to make us go home, aren't you? Do you think we're still as easily fooled as we were when you were younger? Don't forget how Mom, Dad, and Grandpa died," he said icily.No, that wasn't it. That wasn't my fault!I screamed the words in my heart but couldn't make a sound. Tears streamed down my face and landed on the floor. I felt like a puppet under a puppeteer's control as I cried, "I'm not lying. Please do this for me. Please! Just one last time!"Gary ultimately hung up on me. Be
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I watched Phoebe and Eugene left. The earlier joy I'd felt when Eugene had stopped to speak to me immediately disappeared. I felt like a bucket of ice-cold water had been poured over me.Was that what he thought of me? That I was an evil murderer?My heart hurt, as did my stomach. I headed to the kitchen to get something to eat, but there wasn't any food in sight. All that was left was half a slice of bread.I started eating it with a few cashew nuts, but they did nothing to fill my stomach. A maid passed by and rolled her eyes when she saw me. Maybe she thought I didn't see her.When she saw the bread, she feigned surprise and said, "Oh, my! Don't tell me you ate that, Ms. Holly. I was supposed to throw it. Ms. Phoebe and your brothers woke up early, so we prepared breakfast according to their schedule. I can make you something now if you want."I frowned at the annoyed look on her face. Then, I turned down her insincere suggestion and endured the sharp pain in my stomach. I retu
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My three elder brothers treated Phoebe like a princess but avoided me like the plague. Even the maids brushed me off.It was a regular occurrence for me to go to bed while starving. That didn't stop me from reaching the age of 18, though.Carl always said I was a monster who would forever plague the rest of the family, and I somewhat agreed. I wondered whether I was still alive because I was too evil for hell to take me in.On this day, I got out of bed and headed to the bathroom to wash up. My hair was dry and frizzy, and my cheeks were sunken. No one would ever think I was the oldest daughter of the affluent Jensen family.That was beside the point, though. What caught my attention was the countdown timer above my head. I saw the bright red numbers above my mirror reflection.The day had finally come. I wanted to smile but only managed to lift the corners of my lips slightly.I slowly put down my glass of water and stared dazedly at my reflection. I didn't have friends and rare
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I'd been able to see a countdown to death above people's heads since I was a child.The first time I saw it was when it appeared above my grandfather's head. I told my parents about it, but they didn't mind me. They thought it was just part of a child's imagination.When I saw my grandfather again the next day, he lay on the bed with a white cloth over his face. People were crying, but I didn't understand what was going on.Later, I saw the same countdown timer above my father's head. When I told him about it, his smile froze for a second before he regained his composure. That night, I didn't see him return from work.All I heard was the urgent ringing of a phone. My mother turned ashen when she answered the call. She was already heavily pregnant at the time. She was in such a rush to head out that she slipped and fell on the steps, going into labor.That was when I saw the familiar 24-hour countdown appear above her head. That day, she passed away due to major blood loss after gi
