On April Fool’s day everyone on tumblr should change their icon to different variations of Nicolas Cage’s face
Or all follow Cole Sprouse on Twitter, then unfollow him the next day and say it was a social experiment
everybody reblog this
spread the news
ARE WE REALLY GOING TO DO THIS
I sat on the edge of the building feet dangling off. I was looking down at the people that were walking back and forth on the sidewalk. It all looks so far away from up here. All the people walking and each of them have their own story that we will most likely never know; they are all carrying on with their own lives. All of a sudden my shoe drops; I see it land in front a a man in a black suit. He looks up and then walks into the building, my shoe in his hand. I look back up at the sky and see the clouds gathering overhead. It’s going to rain soon. A hand rests on my shoulder.
“You should be more careful.” The man from the street says. I turn and face him, my back now facing the street.
“Thank you, I’ll keep your advice noted.” I stand up and walk along the ledge. He grabs my hand and walks beside me.
“Please try to be more careful, if not for yourself, then for an old friend.” The man says walking beside me.
“That’s what you say everytime, but so far nothings happened, and if something does i have you to help me.” I tell him. I feel the raindrops start falling.
“This time I’m not sure.” He says. There is a saddened look on his face as I have never seen before.
“What’s wrong? You’ve never looked like this before.” I say and sit back down on the ledge. He places his other hand on my shoulder.
“You trust me still right?” He asks. I look at him confused; why is he asking this.
“Of course but what’s wrong, why are you acting like this?” I ask. He pushes slightly on my shoulder and I feel a weight leave me.
“It’s time, we have to go now.” He says. I hop down from the ledge and look back towards the street. There’s a body laying on the concrete; there is blood pulling, people screaming and crowding the body.
“I’m dead now aren’t I? I figured it would happen soon, I just didn’t think it would be now. And of course the bastard would send you to reap me.” I tell him and follow him down the building.
“So, you expected this then?” He asks, a confused look on his face.
“Well everyone dies don’t they; and now I don’t have to wait around for you to randomly pop up, we should go get some pizza or something.” I say smiling up at him.
“How are you so calm about this? You just died. Do you realize how much easier my job would have been if everyone just accepted it like you do?” He asks. He’s still holding my hand as we walk out onto the street and pass the body unseen.
“Yeah well, not everyone can be as accepting as me. So come on let’s go.” I say and I start running ahead dragging him with me. I see a small house in front of me and I stop. I can see through the window of the house. Theres a little flash of red, a child comes and stands at the window. I feel a tear fall down my cheek. He’s looking ahead at it now too. He can see it. I walk towards it, a dream that’s before my eyes. He let’s go of my hand. I turn towards him.
“What’s wrong?” I ask him
“Nothing, go on, it’s okay.” He says and looks longingly at the image before us of what we used to have.
“But what about you, aren’t you coming?” I ask him worriedly. He smiles at me.
“No, I can’t, not just yet. My work isn’t over yet. Death waits for no man.” He tells me sadly.
“Then I’ll just wait, for you.” I say stubbornly.
“You can’t, it’ll be a couple centuries before a new death is appointed, till I can go home to you.” He tells me.
“No, no, I won’t I’m not going without you.” I tell him defiantly.
“You have to. Go take care of Charley until I get back, okay.” He says and kisses my forehead.
“You better damn well show up and visit every once in awhile until you can stay. Promise me.” I tell him.
“I promise.” He says. I turn towards the house. Charley is standing at the door now. I run towards him and pick him up and spin him around. I wave at my husband before he disappears.
The next morning the news talks about a family of three. The husband was picking up his son from daycare when a truck crashes into their car killing the husband and his six year old son. A week later the wife commits suicide by jumping from the top of a tall building.