Introduction

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Great, another boring story, right? Well, wrong. I don't know, exactly, how it happened. But, you see, it just happened so fast.

One moment I was sitting on my bed, finishing up homework, daydreaming out the window on the last problem. That normal stuff that people do, you know? And the next thing I know I see myself lying there, in a pool of blood.

Or at least my body was.

I was Not in my body.

Yeah yeah, I know... I'm dead. I'm supposed to get either a white gown, halo, wings, you know, all that angel crap; or be thrown into the dark pits of Hell's flames, right?

Well guess again. That didn't happen, I was just standing here. Staring at my deceased body.

Nothing out of the ordinary.

But what in the world happened to me?

Stupid question, I know, I died. It doesn't really matter how it happened, though. Dead is dead. Gone is gone. Yet here I was.

My body was on the blood soaked bed, my spirit (I guess) was over here in the corner of the small room of my solitude.

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