This is why we look before we cross
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Well, I died.
And in the most clichè way possible — by a truck.
Yeah... I know, I really should have looked on both the sides of the road before crossing it. And maybe I should have turned the volume of my iPod a little bit down so I could actually hear the truck coming, but oh well.
Anyway, so I died.
It wasn't that... bad.
Yeah, there was pain; but it soon faded away once my body gave up.
Death was almost... peaceful.
No feelings, no pain, no expectations — no nothing. A worry-free zone.
The only thing that bothered me was that no handsome reaper guy came to take me to hell — I don't think I'll ever go to heaven; the number of lemons I wrote make my CV for hell way too long — not to mention there weren't any pearly gates or shit.
All there was this... nothingness.
A warm nothingness.
Don't ask me why it's warm — it just was. Or maybe I was just delusional?
Wow, imagine being delusional as a ghost.
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