Snake_And_Orchid
Have you ever died? Have you felt the pain of knowing you'll be leaving your friends behind. Or, rather, that no one would remember you? That you'd just be one of those sad kids on TV that will get turned into a reason for a discourse. Or maybe you were glad for it. That you can just drift, maybe watch the people you cared about live their lives. You don't have to worry about anything anymore.
If you're reading this, you probably haven't.
I had firmly believed I was going to go to hell. I wasn't a good person. I was blunt, I cursed, I stole. Hell, I even killed someone. I planned to just live my after-life paying for my sins.
I wasn't planning on waking up in a crib.