This is a story of irony.
I heard it from a book, and I wanted to show it to all of the people reading my journal.
A sixteen-year-old boy worked on his grandfather's horse farm.
One morning, he drove a pickup truck into town on
an errand.While he was walking along the main street, he
saw Death. Death beckoned to him.
The boy drove back to the farm as fast as he could and
told his grandfather what had happened. "Give me the
truck," he begged. "I'll go to the city. He'll never find me
there."
His grandfather gave him the truck, and the boy sped
away. After he left, his grandfather went into town look-
ing for Death. When he found him, he asked, "Why did
you frighten my grandson that way? He is only sixteen.
He is too young to die."
"I am sorry for that," said Death. "I did not mean to
beckon to him. But I was surprised to see him here. You see,
I have an appointment with him this afternoon-in the
city."
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