Godly Reader
You have a fear of SAND? Good luck, you are surrounded by sand for the nearest 3 square miles. You 'ew' yourself to sleep. You dehydrate from talking so much and you cannot drink salt water. You clearly die.
You wake up in the Afterlife with the Author. "Reader…" The Author looks annoyed and tired. "You can't stop because of a fear. You have to be brave sometimes. And don't 'ew' everything! You're the one who chose the sandy beach!"
You shudder. "Don't even say that word–"
"Sand? Sand? Sand?! Well, you better get used to it." Suddenly, sand pours into the room and you scream, but the Godly Author has already left.
Well, the only good thing is that you can't die twice, right?
You wake up in the Afterlife with the Author. "Reader…" The Author looks annoyed and tired. "You can't stop because of a fear. You have to be brave sometimes. And don't 'ew' everything! You're the one who chose the sandy beach!"
You shudder. "Don't even say that word–"
"Sand? Sand? Sand?! Well, you better get used to it." Suddenly, sand pours into the room and you scream, but the Godly Author has already left.
Well, the only good thing is that you can't die twice, right?
