Death.

Knock knock! Who’s there? It’s me death. It’s time for you to die. I shall not give you time to say goodbye. Nor time to explain why. Your family shall cry. They will try to wake you up, but you won’t reply. It’s sad for your family but it’s my job to justify. Death is my name. I can be scary, but you can’t declaim. The entire world says am lame, deme and shame. But the sad truth is am not the one to blame. Death is delicious, so I will claim, exclaim, and reclaim. I shall take you one by one, not at once. All families shall die, and you’ll be filled with abhorrence. You shall feel the difference, grievance, and lack of radiance. For l am death, no one will escape my turbulence. Your time will come, so don’t be afraid. I have tons of people waiting in line to be aid. You might be lucky today, just be prepared. Because when l come I invade.