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Jay's Last Dead
Jay was sad. Very dead inside.
And on the outside, too. He was so dead, dead doesn't even start to say how dead he really was. Never before was someone so dead as Jay was at the time of this story.
"Why am I so dead?" Jay cried, dead. He sobbed, dead everywhere. Jay suddenly woke up, to find himself dead. There was a car there.
"Oh buggers, my car!" Jay exclaimed, dead.
It was destroyed. It was dead. Jay wasn't in America anymore. The steering wheel was on the wrong side. Now, Jay was British, or something. He just wasn't American anymore. "Noooooooo." He yelled in his dead British accent.
"I'm so alone! I'm so dead!" Jay was dead as he said that. Everyone was dead, but not as dead as Jay.
Jay had already killed everyone before he died. So now Jay was alone, even though he was still deeded. Jay coughed up dead blood. He was dead. More dead than before. Mostly because he was now British, and British people have no soul.
If only he was still alive. "This is my last life…" Jay wheezed, dead. Not really anymore, though.
It was his last dead. So Jay had a funeral for himself, but he was the only one in attendance. That made Jay sad. Oh well.
The End