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The last thing Millennials killed was Themselves

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By Mel GPublished 4 years ago 1 min read

If I’m really being honest with myself.

I feel like my life is over

At 33

Can you imagine?

Only the good die young amirite?

33.

That’s a good number for your life to end at right?

Larry Bird’s number

I can’t think of anyone else.

So what will I do. Now

That my life is over

The possibilities are endless

Maybe I’ll be a ghost or a

Poltergeist

Spirit?

I’ll figure it out

Can ghosts be other things?

Or are you just like full time a ghost

You think ghosts spend eternity trying to be better ghosts?

Or maybe they try to learn new things?

As a ghost I might take up another language

Latin perhaps

That would really freak people out

Maybe I could learn to be a demon or

An angel

Or maybe I’ll teach people to not take life for granted

Not to wait until you’re a ghost to really live

social commentary

About the Creator

Mel G

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