Here's a short story about... My death! I decided that I wanted to make a short story about the death of a you tuber, so I thought, "why not myself?" Hope you guys enjoy! (One last thing, N1njaOcelot , you are the only person to be allowed to use this picture for your write on WolfFacts death if you wish.)
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I walked down the street that my house was on, and began shuffling my hand in my pocket to find my keys. I found them so I put the key into the hole and unlocked the door, and pushed it open.

My pet German Shepherd ran excited towards me and I welcomed her with a belly rub. I dropped my bags and belongings in the middle of the floor and dropped to my knees.

"Who's a good girl? Yes, you are!" I said to Galla.

She rolled over revealing her pale underbelly and I began to vigorously rub and massage her stomach. I continued until my arms went numb.

I patted her head, "Good girl."

I picked myself up and stood. Gala looked up at me with big brown eyes and I walked into the kitchen to kick off my shoes. They went flying into the other room.

I opened the fridge door and stuck my head into the cold doorway. I looked around and searched for something appetizing. I saw nothing so I went to the freezer, my eyes fell upon the last chicken pot pie and I pulled it out from its spot on the frosted shelf. I closed the door and walked over to the microwave, reading the instructions on the cardboard packaging.

I punched the buttons on the microwave to set the recommended time for a thorough cook time. I walked from the kitchen to my recorded room and let myself fall into the computer chair.

I turned on the computer monitor and the recording equipment. I tested the microphone to make sure it was calibrated at the right settings. Then I did a quick test with the web cam and even the game it's self to make sure it recorded ok.

I played for about twenty minutes, then ended it with my original outro, "Have a howling good day everybody! Bye!"

My stomach growled, reminding me that I had a pot pie in the microwave. I pulled myself from my chair and pulled out the cool pie. I also grabbed a fork and made my way back to my room to start the editing process.

After about an hour and a half of editing a twenty minute video of a raging game of Geometry Dash and Flappy Bird, I went to my channel and uploaded it. After about three hours it will post onto YouTube.

I selected thumbnails and found my custom made thumbnail specifically for my rage videos, and specifically for those games.

I ate the last bite of pot pie and shoved it off to the side. I sat there for a bit before reaching down into the cupboard to find an energy drink. I finally found the one I was in the mood for: kickstart, watermelon flavor. I popped it open, a small amount of fuzz bubbled up. I slurped some up, my tastebuds waking up to the great taste of watermelon and hidden caffeine.

I yawned then chugged the delicious caffeinated drink, spinning extremely slowly in my chair. My jaw dropped and I stopped myself from spinning.

I looked down at Gala, who was no longer moving, but a bloody mound of fur. I stared up at the masked person I from of me with a silence 45 caliber pistol.

"They say energy drinks can kill you... But that's not what's going to kill this Youtuber."

I scoffed at the person, trying to ignore my dead friend, "so, this is how it's going to go? May I make a request?"

The person shrugged, not taking their eyes from me or moving their gun from the target of my head, "a Youtuber's dying wish... How dramatic... Go ahead."

"May I say good-bye to my followers?"

The person appeared to be thinking, "make it quick, then I will make sure yours is too."

"Deal." I said, turning to my computer and typed into my computer.

My attacker stepped right next to me and placed the barrel on my skin, "to make sure you don't tell anyone about your... Circumstances."

I typed in my last regards to my loyal fans, I felt horrible for leaving them, but at least they wouldn't be left in the dark:
Hello WolfFactiers. Due to some sudden misfortunes, I am having to leave YouTube... Forever. Thank you for years of loyalty and support, if it weren't for you all, I never would have gotten this far. I will miss you all, but think of me as all of your guys' guardian angel, watching over all you do and giving you my courage in anything you guys want to do. Whatever it may be, do it, and don't let ANYONE tell you otherwise. Goodbye- forever. Have a howling good life, WolfFact.

"Aw... How adorable..." The attacker mocked, "now hurry up and post it!"

I clicked post, and logged out of all my accounts at once with my emergency shortcut. I smiled at my attacker.

"Because I'm going to die, may I see your face: the face of my killer?"

My killer began pulling the mask off revealing my killer's face. Then he aimed the gun to my head. I kept my eyes open, staying brave. I quickly asked God to forgive me for my sins and to let my family and boyfriend that I loved them.

"Have a howling good death." My killer said, smiling evilly.

Bang. Bang.