ressucity

chapter 1(guess what will be the title of the following chapter)

Hello everyone, by the way I'm dead. You have probably wondered what comes after death; I must say that I saw it and that it is disappointing. I used to work in the "resurrected" company, which deals with managing the dead and sending them to the right world. I guess you do not understand what I mean, huh? HEY! I said HUH! You are supposed to answer yes! I am disappointed in you but you will still have my story.

It all started when I was fourteen and I was going to school quietly. I walked down the street and ... let's say I was not sober. I was walking in the middle of the street singing «formidable» by stromae. A motorist did not see me and me either. happend what was to happen, a clown came out of the car ... wait, did you really believe, you are too naive, obviously I'm dead struck by his car.

So I woke up a few seconds later in an office and a kind of secretary greeted me saying:

- Hi, you're dead but it does not matter, you got a job in our company come see mike, at office three, he'll explain everything to you.

I did not know what surprised me the most, the life after death or that, even dead, the secretaries were still so enervating. So I went to see Mike who explained to me that I had been chosen like thousands of other people to manage deaths, place the dead in the good world and erase previous memories while storing them. He also told me that since I was a minor, I had to start with the school of ressucity: the killege (forgive the author to abuse of bad word games) . I, even dead, had homeworks and exams.When I arrived at school, as I was new, the teacher took me aside and informed me of my situation:

- Mark, you're dead and your family will join you soon if you're lucky ... and they're unlucky. Here, in the city, we sort the dead and choose their date of death. There are an infinity of worlds but the most important are: ressucity, the earth and hell. We kept the name hell because it corresponds to the majority Catholic mythology from your world. You come from the earth and the earth is the equivalent of your paradise, the only problem of the earthlings, their attitude about their fate and the fact that they are perpetually grumbling about therselves.

- I still come from there

- Oh, sorry, I forgot to mention that once in this world, to avoid problems, we slowly lose our personality.

And it is precisely my personality that will put me in trouble.

Because, I will grow then I will discover that I will never lose my personality, which was a relief but also something of sadness because I would always be rejected. The more I lived, the more I was judged, and the judgment coming from people who were supposed to have no emotions, is all the more valid. That's why I decided to solve my problem in an intelligent way; I asked the madman of the village because he is probably the only other to have a personality in the city. And on this occasion, I learned that it's never a good idea to leave your life in the hands of a madman. A madman who decided, to explain to me... to kill me ... again.

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