At first, I was confused and disoriented. I had expected to be judged and sent to either Heaven or Hell, but instead, I found myself in a small room filled with toys. As I looked around, I noticed a small child sitting at a table, pouring imaginary tea into tiny cups.
The child looked up and smiled at me, inviting me over to join her tea party. I hesitated at first, unsure of what was happening. But then, I realized that I was now her imaginary friend, forever.
As I sat down at the table, I felt a sense of peace wash over me. The child and I began to converse, chatting about our favorite toys and games. I couldn't help but feel a sense of nostalgia as we talked, remembering my own childhood and the simple pleasures of playing with toys.
It was then that I realized that this was my afterlife. Instead of being judged and sent to a certain destination, I was given the opportunity to relive the joys of childhood with this child. I would forever be her imaginary friend, and we would spend eternity playing and having fun.
As I sipped my imaginary tea, I felt grateful for this unexpected afterlife. It was not what I had expected, but it was exactly what I needed. I was happy to be a part of this child's imaginary world and excited to see what adventures we would have together.
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The Stranger under the willow tree
Short StoryOn a frigid and blustery October evening, the radiant moon cast its glow upon a solitary willow tree, perched atop a hill. Beneath the tree sat a mysterious man, clutching a large, worn storybook. Suddenly, his gaze was drawn to a child, no more tha...
