The Afterlife

PROLOGUE

When I was young, I got to wear cute pink dresses and shoes. I got to experience the feeling of being an apple of the eye.

My childish thoughts used to have fairytales and happy ever afters in them. Of course, I used to be scared of monsters, ghosts, and other creatures that might be hiding under my bed and in my closet. Most of the time, my parents used to tuck me in at night and they always reminded me that monsters aren't real.

But overall, being a child was an advantage. Being a child was everything.

And then I grew older.

Physically, I outgrew my clothes, shoes, and everything else that I used to wear as a child. Mentally, I stopped believing in Santa Claus, monsters, creatures, ghosts, fairytales, and of course, happy ever afters.

As I went to school, I just wanted each day to be over. Whenever I was stuck in our house, I wished that my cousins or friends or classmates would come over so that I wouldn't be caged inside the boring atmosphere that my parents have to offer.

In a girl's alternate universe, everything is perfect. Well, I tried hard to achieve that alternate-universe-like perfect as I asked my friends to come with me to the mall every weekend to buy fabulous stuff, to have some makeovers, and to just have fun.

Aside from that, of course, I also experienced how it was to be loved deeply by one very special person that just suddenly barged into my life without any warning. Dominic was the best thing that happened in my life.

How can I explain this? If being a child used to be everything to me, Dominic replaced that feeling and became everything to me on the latter part of my life.

Then, so it happened that my friends and I were on our way to the mall to buy stuff for our friend Trixie's birthday.

There we were, listening to "We Are Young" by Fun and were singing with Nate Ruess as he sang the chorus of the song while it was playing in the car. I was on the shotgun seat.

We felt so carefree that even Lizzie (my friend who was driving) didn't notice a drunk driver who was driving through our lane and was coming towards us.

Indeed, it wasn't the perfect world. It was full of stupidity and freakin' flaws. That drunk driver was just one of the tiny and nasty zits on the earth, but let's just forget about that.

Remember when I was talking about a girl's alternate universe a while ago? Well, I think I just found it. I'm actually here right now.

Yes, everything's perfect! Even the view is perfect. I can see the whole world in just a screen! It's like a compilation of all youtube videos, but are all happening live.

I can see even those whom I left behind. Sadly, somehow, I'm still paying the price of living grandly and stupidly on earth. How? By watching my family, relatives, friends, and even Dominic as they cry and suffer every single day because of me. It pains me.

Remember my friends who were with me when the accident happened? Luckily, they all lived and survived.

Okay, let's set that aside.

Everything perfect that I imagined is actually here. No pollution, no flaws, no problems (except for this "paying the price thingy"), happy people, great place, great environment, and good stuff (without the excess things).

But I'm not actually in my alternate universe... I'm in the afterlife. I don't even want to leave this place. I mean, nothing could possibly go wrong while I'm here, right?