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{First Person POV}
So yeah. I died. Honestly..I don't even remember how I did die, maybe it was a burglar that shot me or a truck that ran me over; but hey that's just how life is sometimes. One minute you're walking down the street in your own little world then POOF!!!
I wasn't really close to anyone mainly cause I was an introvert, my parents were complete douchebags since they only cared about their 'image' and I didn't really want to be apart of that; hell I don't even think that'd they care if I died
But when the pearly gates of the ever so beautiful heaven were not shown to me, I thought that I fucked up and was going somewhere much much worse. But nah. I was just pulled away by someone who was leagues ahead of that kind of power
Turns out I was now standing in front of what many people would call 'The Presence' although he did look like the guy from the Monopoly board game that I used to play by myself when I was but a oh so small child
Still he pulled off the whole suit and bowler hat and to add more, he just held a ball of light and an umbrella like it was just another Tuesday for him; he was surprisingly nice to me
Presence:You don't seem to be as shocked as I had initially thought..
I just shrugged my shoulders and put my hands inside of my jacket pockets
"Well I just died. So at this point, I'll basically believe anything"
The Presence looked at me a bit surprised but he smiled at me and waved his hand as we now stood in an ordinary room with two chairs and a table; it didn't take a genius to know he wanted to me sit down
Presence:I do feel some regret in how you were treated before you died, your parents were not meant to be like this..
I raised an eyebrow like how the Rock usually does in that one meme as it got my attention a little but I brushed it off seeing no point in dwelling in the past
"It's fine. Honestly. Things don't always go as planned plus sooner or later..I get a feeling it was bound to happen"
Good ole' Presence took his boweler hat off and set it down on the table as the ball of light just poofed away
Presence:Perhaps so. But regardless, I am not always so generous in what comes next..
Right off the bat, I felt the vibe to the room change. It was like the air around me had gotten a tad bit warmer as the Presence laid both of his hands on the table and looked at me
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FanfictionYou ever think about how things could be different if you were given a second chance? Especially if that chance meant you could be anyone, well luckily for you. That question could be answered! So yeah, I died. Womp womp. Still I was given a good ol...