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After Death

After Death

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Death is supposed to be the end. My best friend is shot and falls to the ground. Death is supposed to be the end. The world goes black with smoke and explosions going on. Death is supposed to be the end. So why is it that when I close my eyes and take my final breath, I wake up in another world. So why is it that death isn't the end but much more the beginning of my story.
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