John

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Its been 3 weeks since i died. Frankly its been the best 3 weeks!
I mean sure at first it was sad seeing my family mourn but thats life right? Ive come a long way since dying.
-3 weeks ago-
Where am I?
"Hello? Can anyone help me?"
As i said that, the white fog  surrounding me faded to reveal a man dressed in all white.
"I think I can help you. John is it? Welcome to Heaven."
John. The man called me John.
Suddenly memories came rushing back to me.
My 3rd birthday where i spent it at the hospital waiting for my sister to be born.
13 Christmases flew by in seconds. All of the good and some bad moments in my life came flooding back to me. It all lend up to the car crash.. The one that ended my life.
It was me and my dad driving back from a baseball game. We had just came back from the restaurant where we had dinner and laughed when the ball came to us but missed by inches. On our way home is when it happened. Drunk driver hit us on my side. Sending my dad and me into a tree. He died instantly but i was sent into a coma. Maybe thats why i didn't see my dad when i died, he must have moved on.
Before everything went wrong in Heaven.

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