Do you ever just sit and think so hard that you can't hear anything. Yeah, I thought so. Well, that's how I died. I was sitting at my hometown cafe,when a car came barreling down the street. The car slammed on its breaks, spinning out of control crashing into the cafe. I,among two others, died in the accident. I awoke at my funeral. My family and friends crying. Then I saw it, the most horrifying being to ever exicist, but also breath-taking. She was huge. I have no words to describe her, except she was scary beautiful. I was staring at her when she swung at my mom, I screamed. My mother flinched, causing the woman to miss. The woman snapped her head towards me. She snarled at me, almost as if to warn me not to get involved. She raised her hand to strike again. I bolted for my coffin, putting my hands up to protect my mom. When the weirdest thing happened, a scythe appears. The beastess roared jumping back. I stared in amazement at the gorgeous weapon. The beastess roared again. I looked at her. She charged at me. I panic for a moment, then my body moved on its own. I slice through the beastess. I was amazed. I mean how did I know to use this. Then the woman started to glow. A angelic woman appears. She tells me that I am the next protector of souls on their way to heaven. She also told me that when my brother passes that he will protect the souls going to hell, but they don't know they are going to hell. She explained that she was to test me to see if I was capable of protecting souls. After my funeral was over the woman departed. That's how I became the soul protector.
An....this sucked. I apologize.
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Короткий рассказI got bored. I am a terrible writer. so this is my practice. Please no hate.