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You Have No Right To Live: Hey, what are you doing? That's mine, now give it back. You're stupid, you should just go die! Okay, I'm sorry... What, you failed again? Just how much money do you think we're spending on this, Do you think it just falls from the sky? I can't believe you; and don't give me that look! You better straighten up now you hear me And if you keep looking like a dead fish, I'm going to make you wish you were one. I'm sorry... Hey, being around you is driving me nuts, You never want to do anything, you don't even care, Why bother even breathing if you're going to act like you're dead! I'm sorry! You're Pat

With the last hieroglyph finished, Wati set aside the scroll he had been working on. He closed The Book of the Dead and ran his hands along the cover. Despite the fact he wrote these words on a regular basis, never had it been so hard. Ra had long since disappeared for his usual voyage, and the wick of his lamp was nearly burnt to the end. As the flame died its orange glow was replaced by the ghostly light of the moon filtering through the linens that covered the windows and door of his small hut. On either side of the doorway, stood the shadows of two pots. It had been many days since Tiankhit had left him, but still the barley continued to