It was a few seconds later that me dad appeared, The Grim Reaper. I stood tall and proud, well mentaly anyway, the rapid blood los was not letting me stand uprighht that well. Grim was here yet I didn't think I had finished dying.
"Who are you child?" Grim asked in the emotionless voice mother always said he had.
"I am your daughter, Dead Reaper." I anounced proudly leaving Grim speechless.