THE DAY I DIED AND NOBODY INFORMED ME 💀

The Truth Behind My Death "It's time to come home."Those were the words I heard from the phoneMy own voiceMy own name on the caller IDAnd somehow, I was still aliveI stood in my younger brother's empty room, staring at the phone like it had just insulted my entire generationTunde was behind me"Guy..."I didn't answer"Guy, I think we should go to church"I turned towards him"Tunde, if you mention church one more time, I'll use you as the offering."He kept quietI looked at the phone againThe call had endedBut one thing was clearMy brother knew somethingAnd I was going to find out what it wasI searched the roomUnder the bedInside the wardrobeBehind the curtainsNothingThen I noticed something strangeThe window was openMy brother's slippers were missingAnd on the floor beside the window was a small piece of paperI picked it upIt contained only three words "OLD COMPUTER SHOP"I stared at itThen I rememberedThree months ago, my younger brother had followed me to a computer shop to repair an old laptopThe same day I lost my phoneThe same day he claimed he had never seen itI turned towards Tunde"Guy, I know where we're going."He nodded"Church?"I looked at himHe sighed"Okay. Computer shop." THE OLD COMPUTER SHOPThe shop was located behind a small supermarketWhen we arrived, the owner was sitting outside, eating roasted cornI showed him the photographHe looked at itThen he looked at meThen he dropped his corn"Jesus!"I closed my eyesNot again"Sir, please. I'm alive."He stood up"You're the boy!""Which boy?""The boy that came here three months ago!"I leaned closer"With my brother?"He nodded"Yes! Your brother came here with an old phone. He said he wanted to recover some files" My heart started beating faster"What files?"The man scratched his head"Videos. Pictures. Some things."I looked at TundeHe looked at meThe shopkeeper continued"Your brother said the phone belonged to you He wanted to recover a video that was accidentally deleted."I swallowed"What video?"The shopkeeper looked aroundThen he whispered"The video of your death."I frozeTunde grabbed my arm"Guy..."I raised my hand"Don't."I turned back to the shopkeeper"Sir, please explain."The man went insideA few minutes later, he returned with a small laptopHe opened itClicked on a folderAnd there it wasA videoRecorded three months agoI pressed playThe screen showed my roomMy bedMy wardrobeMy windowAnd meSleepingBut this time, the camera movedSomeone entered the roomSomeone wearing my clothesSomeone with my faceHe walked towards the bedStood beside meAnd whispered:"Wake up."The sleeping version of me didn't moveThe figure smiledThen the video endedI stared at the screenMy mouth was dry"Sir..."The shopkeeper looked at me"Yes?""Who recorded this?"He shook his head"I don't know."Then he added something that made everything worse"But your brother watched this video before he brought the phone here."I turned towards TundeTunde's eyes widened"Guy, don't look at me like that!"I grabbed his shirt"WHERE IS MY BROTHER?"He raised both hands"I DON'T KNOW!"Then the shopkeeper spoke again"Wait."He pointed at the laptop"There's another file."I turned backHe opened itA recordingMy brother's voice filled the room"Bro, if you're watching this, I'm sorry."I stopped breathingThe recording continued"I didn't know what was happening. I thought it was a prank."My brother pausedThen he said:"But I saw him."I leaned closer"Saw who?"The recording continued"The other you."I stared at the screenMy brother's voice became quieter"He came to my room at 2:03 a.m. He said you were going to die. He said I should tell everyone before it happened."The recording stoppedI stared at the laptopThen I whispered:"My brother knew"Tunde nodded slowly"Guy..."I turned towards him"Don't say it."He swallowed"Maybe your brother is the one who—"I slapped the laptop shut"ENOUGH!"The shopkeeper jumpedI stood there, breathing heavilyThen my phone rangMy brotherI answered immediately"WHERE ARE YOU?"His voice trembled"Bro...""WHERE ARE YOU?""I'm at home."I closed my eyes"Don't move. I'm coming."He whispered:"Bro, please hurry."Then the call endedWhen I got home, my brother was sitting on the floor in the sitting roomHe looked exhaustedHis eyes were redAnd in front of him was my old phoneI walked towards him"Talk."He looked up"Bro...""Talk!"He swallowedThen he told me everythingThree months ago, he had found my old phone inside my wardrobeHe thought it was brokenBut when he charged it, the phone turned onAnd there was a videoA video of meStanding in my roomTalking to the cameraThe video was dated three months into the futureMy brother said he watched it oncThen twiceThen he noticed something strangeThe video showed me announcing my own death on FacebookAt exactly 2:03 a.mHe thought it was a prankUntil the night beforeHe said he woke up at 2:03 a.m. and saw someone standing beside his bedSomeone who looked exactly like meThe figure told him"Your brother is going to die tomorrow."My brother screamedThe figure disappearedAnd the next morning, my Facebook account announced my deathI stared at him"Why didn't you tell me?"He started cryin."Because I thought you were going to die!"I sat downFor the first time that morning, I didn't have a jokeI didn't have a comebackI just sat thereThen my brother said something else"Bro..."I looked at him"The video on your phone..."He pointed at the old phone"It wasn't a prediction."I frowned"What do you mean?"He looked directly at me"It was a recording."I froze"Recording of what?"He whispered"Your own death."The room went silentThen my mother walked inShe looked at all of usAt the phonesAt the laptopAt my faceThen she sighed"All this drama because of one Facebook post?"I turned towards her"Mummy, please."She folded her arms"Have you people eaten?"I stared at herTunde raised his hand"Ma, I haven't eaten."My mother nodded"Good. Let me bring food."She walked awayI looked at TundeHe looked at meThen he whispered"Guy, your mother is the strongest person in this entire story."I noddedBecause honestly?He was rightTHE MIDNIGHT DEADLINEIt was 11:47 p.mWe were all sitting in the sitting roomNobody was talkingThe old phone was on the tableMy brother was beside meTunde was holding a BibleMy mother was prayingAnd I was staring at the clock11:5011:5511:58Then the old phone lit upA Facebook notification appearedYOUR LIVE VIDEO IS STARTINGI grabbed the phoneThe screen showed my roomMy bedMy wardrobeMy windowAnd meSleepingThe same video from three months agoBut this time, something was differentThe figure standing beside my bed turned towards the cameraHe smiledThen he said"Thank you for watching."The video endedThe phone went blackThe clock struck midnightAnd nothing happenedI blinkedOnceTwiceThen I looked at my brother"That's it?"He nodded slowly"That's it."I stood up"SO ALL THIS DRAMA FOR NOTHING?"Tunde dropped the BibleMy mother stopped prayingMy brother started laughingAnd for the first time in three days, I laughed tooBecause apparently, I had spent an entire day investigating my own deathOnly to discover that the whole thing was a recording of a prank my younger brother had planned three months agoHe had used an AI video app to create a fake version of meHe had scheduled the Facebook postHe had recorded the fake voiceAnd he had forgotten to cancel the scheduled postThe midnight deadline?It was the scheduled end of the videoThe mysterious phone call?A prank call from my brother using a voice-changing appThe man in the video?A digital version of meAnd the photograph of me sleeping?My brother had taken it months earlier while trying to create the fake videoI turned towards him"YOU DID ALL THIS?"He noddedI stared at himThen I asked:"Why?"He smiled"Because you always say your Facebook posts don't get enough engagement."I looked at TundeTunde looked at meMy mother looked at both of usThen she said:"Well, at least people are finally talking about you."I stood upI walked towards my brotherHe backed away"Bro..."I smiled"Don't worry."He relaxedI patted his shoulder"You're my brother."He smiled"Thank you."I nodded"Which means I know exactly where you sleep"His smile disappeared 😂The next morning, I opened FacebookThe death announcement had 8,000 commentsPeople were still mourning meI typed:"Good morning, everyone. I'm alive."Then I added:"Please, if you have any questions, direct them to my younger brother."I posted itWithin five minutes, someone commented:"Thank God you're alive!"Another person wrote:"Please, can you explain what happened?"Then one person commented:"Sorry for your loss."I stared at the screenI typed:"WHICH LOSS?"The person replied:"Your brother's."I turned towards my brotherHe was standing beside meEating my biscuitsWearing my shirtUsing my chargerI smiledThen I whispered:"Enjoy yourself while you can."Because tomorrow...I was going to announce his deathAnd this time?I was going to make sure the whole of Facebook believed it😂💀THE END

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