Life After Death

I feel like Doctor Strange

I never believed in Heaven Or Hell. I didn't think that there would be anything after death. I thought that all that reincarnation or going to heaven after living a good life was just people who were scared of death, trying to stop worrying about what happens after your done on the Earth. I did see a theory that when we die, we see what we want or believe, that if someone believes in them being reincarnated, they will feel as though they are. Those angry Karen's that believe they are going to heaven after treating everyone around them horribly? Then they would go to a place they would believe to be heaven in their last moments of consciousness. 

However, the feeling after death. It's weird. I can't describe it. I felt as though I was floating. In Marvel's Doctor Strange the wizard. Sorry, Master of the Mystic Arts when he went into the multiverse. The scene when it all paused and he floated there in outer space. That's how it felt but with a different setting. It was just nothing. Nothing everywhere. There was no up nor down, left or right. The only thing was a light ahead of me. The light was warm and welcoming. 

I stood there, (can you say "stood" while your floating? I digress) still, soaking up the warmth. For the last 2 months before my death, I was in a constant state of fear; of the next bad test result, of the thought of leaving my parents, of the thought of not seeing my friends again. This light was comforting, made me feel safe, like a hug from a loved one. This light was one of the most known things about when you die. Though, it's not a blinding light as it's normally said to be. the light was softer, it was noticeable but not to the point you need to shield your eyes. I felt content, happy. 

I was still. I was observing all the nothingness, trying to make sense of it. Out of nowhere, something banged into me. I was taken aback, confused, there's nothing anywhere, I didn't even have a body I was just a consciousness how did I feel something? A loud voice resulted from the bump. 

"Hurry Up! You're in the way!" 

"Huh?" I respond with.

"I've been waiting months for this moment, they took me off the silly life machine thing! I'm finally going to heaven! I knew I would!" the voice yelled. That person floated right towards the light still yelling about Jesus and God. 

As I stayed in this place I could see the light dim, and I could start to make out the hospital room again. Was I coming back from the dead? I couldn't be. Could I? I looked around and saw I had a body. Not like when I was alive. Maybe by staying I was becoming a ghost. So as quickly as I could I rushed towards the quickly fading light.