Three more men ****d me before they noticed something wasn't quite right. It was when the fucking stopped that I finally realized that I was dead. The...pain was never going to end. I was never going to be able to return to the life I had once had. I would never get to attend my new classes. I would never be able to be part of my family's life again. I was never going to grow old and die. I was already dead.I went to my own funeral. My mother tried to justify my death by telling herself and the. Large letters taped to the wall read, “BECAUSE GERMS AND POLITICIANS SUCK!” “Oh yeah,” he smirked and recalled, once more, why he had gone into teaching. Fifteen years with the CDC had put him closer to deadly diseases than any man should ever be and after watching friends and colleagues die time after time in foreign countries fighting bugs that no one here cared about…well…it had gotten the better of him. Six thousand people died in Zimbabwe…oh how sad that is…pass me another. .Fir maine usko apne god me le k ek joint piya..Joint pite pi te main uske pure body se khel rha tha..Joint khatam hone tak wo puri tarah garam ho gyi thi…Mujhe double nasha ho gya tha..Ab main rukne wala ni tha..Maine usko pakda aur uska frok nikal diya..Usne printed wali panty pehni hui thi…Wo shocked ho k dekhne lagi mujhe..Aur puchne lagi rounak aap ye kya kar rhe ho..Mujhe sharam aa rhi h..Maine nashe me hone k karan kuch ni bola ab maine uski panty bhi phar di…Aur uske balo ko roll kar k. She pronounced the z because she liked mispronouncing foreign words.“Huh?” Lily said. She didn’t understand half of the things her mother told her.“Never mind,” her mother said. Pointing towards the bedroom, she said, “Get into some clothes appropriate for playing outside.”“Yes, Mom,” Lily said. She stopped and asked, “Where is Sand Troops?”“What?” her mother asked.“You said you wanted to vacation in Sand Troops.”“It is somewhere in France,” her mother said, “Now change your clothes.”“I’d.