I Have thought about dying before and i Have thought about what might happen afterwards but this was definately nothing I Ever thought of. Catherine had tried her best at explaining but telling someone she's dead isnt exactly the easiest thing. She had been really nervous, fumbling around with strands of her Brown Hair All the Time, but once we left the hospital-like room I had First woken up in She seemed to Relax. She told me I would usually go to a new dimension once I died but because it hadn't been 'my time to die' I had to stay in this place until i was ready, so that the balance of the 2nd dimension wouldn't be messed up. It was weird walking trough my street, knowing that it wasn't the same one I had lived in for the past 16 years. It was scary at First but I got used to it. I trusted Catherine and she was a great Help in adjusting to my New Life, mostly because her warm laugh seemed to be the only thing that could fend off the silence. But sometimes the memorys and simpel laughs aren't enough to replace a lifetime.
JE LEEST
Dance with the devil
FantasyA Fantasy story about Life after death, grey areas and blurry lines