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When I died, I thought there would be this big revealing of what life was really about. That this portal that I had been too blind to see in my living years would suddenly open, showing me all I've missed because I never took the time to look.
Or maybe that the secret of life would land right in my cold dead hands. That all my pain and suffering had a reason, and I was looking at it.
But I was wrong. When I died, it was instant. No flashbacks or pictures of my loved ones crying over my coffin, just death.
A bit harsh I must admit, but it's the truth. Now I see that when I was alive I took everything for granted, but it was too late.
So here I am. Cold and dead, lying on the bathroom floor of my high school that I always knew would be the death of me.
But now it's my turn to look back on the series of events that landed me here, starting from the beginning.
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