"A Different Kind Of Story "
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Last published Thu, Jan 3, 2019
Have you ever wondered what it was like to see and hear the thoughts of a dead person? I didn't at the time but here we are now. . . A girl who is lost, curious and a very mindful girl is put in her passing time after her death she has no help from the Grimm Reaper, God nor Satan. . . . She is alone trying to remember her past and trying to determine her future. With each path she takes and every door she opens there is always a representation of her feelings and mind before and after death and there is paths and doorways she can choose which her decision will lead her to her resting place for all eternity. Will she be lead to Heaven or Hell? Or will she never get to rest . . . Will she just be a long lost spirt trapped and never unleashed? On her journey find out about what she was like in her past life, how she died, her thoughts, emotions, and follow her through her decision. . . Remember life is but a game and we don't play by the rules. . . Or do we? Does the afterlife do the same?
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