Death

A story I wrote, not very good but it was something that was on my mind so here you go...

Jayne was a very wealthy, successful company owner in New York City. She became good friends with one of her best employees, Margot, who was intelligent, punctual, and good looking. Jayne took pride in her friend and employee. The two of them always took lunch together and talked about company management, sales, and production, as well as personal things. Often Jayne cleared her schedule to spend time with Margot.
One day, Margot was working late in the copy room. She watched the machine copy and print page after page after page. Knowing she would be here for a while, Margot went to the break room for a warm cup of coffee. She stirred in the cream and sugar then headed back the copy room, one floor down. Margot walked to the elevator, pressed the call button, and waited for the doors to open. She thought she heard footsteps, but then again remembered that everyone should already have gone home. Looking around the corner, down the next hall, Margot saw Death and he pointed at her. She dropped her coffee on the carpeted floor scared out of her mind, and ran to the stairs and took them two at a time. She dashed to the copy room to retrieve the papers the machine had finished copying.
Jayne heard Margot enter her office, panting and flushed like she had seen a ghost. “You look awful. What happened? Is something wrong?”
Margot told Jayne about her encounter with Death, how she dropped her coffee and needed to find the night custodian, and how she finished getting the papers copied for her. Jayne laughed a little when Margot told her that she was worried about the coffee and the papers. Jayne then became very serious. “You need to get away, you can’t stay here.” She bustled around her desk, and finally found whatever she was looking for. “Here are the keys to my lake house. You can stay there for a while so Death can’t find you. You must hurry. I’d go with you but I have lots of paperwork to fill out here.”
She took the keys and thanked Jayne for everything. Margot embraced her good friend, maybe for the last time, but hopefully not considering Death wouldn’t be able to find her at the lake house.
Later when Jayne was finished with all her paperwork, she headed for the elevator. She pressed the down button and waited for the elevator, like Margot had earlier, and heard footsteps. She looked down the hall and saw Death, but instead of running, walked up to Death and confronted him. “Why did you go and scare my friend Margot like that?” Jayne’s tone was very harsh.
“Oh, I’m very sorry. I didn’t mean to scare her. I was just surprised to see Margot earlier, because I have a meeting with her tonight at your lake house.”


This is a story, for all of you who didnt catch on, about the fact that you can not cheat Death.

~The Em~