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The dull feeling of pain started to fade as my life flashed before my eyes. The helicopters were coming and there was not much time left. I remember a song, I can't put my finger on it now, but that dosen't matter. That song dosen't draw the line between life and death, like I was feeling now. The earth faded around me, and all was black and silent.
I awoke to a white light and kind voices. A long-haired man with a beard took my hand and led me through the land above the clouds. He told me that I was released now, and that would never change. He said I would have no privacy from my feeling here, and that I would never be unhappy, lonley or needy. The blackness of depression, pain and despair filled the corner of my eyes again, and all was silent.
I awoke again to a hellish wasteland with a lake of fire and a horned man. He took my by the hand and told me of the pain and misery that awited me if I did not fufil my challange the afterlife presented me. I was to haunt the one that I loved the most of all the still-living folk I knew. I knew by then that this was hell, and I wantd to steer clear of it any way posible.
Now 20 years have passed, and here I sit, wondering what would have happened if I had never died.
I awoke to a white light and kind voices. A long-haired man with a beard took my hand and led me through the land above the clouds. He told me that I was released now, and that would never change. He said I would have no privacy from my feeling here, and that I would never be unhappy, lonley or needy. The blackness of depression, pain and despair filled the corner of my eyes again, and all was silent.
I awoke again to a hellish wasteland with a lake of fire and a horned man. He took my by the hand and told me of the pain and misery that awited me if I did not fufil my challange the afterlife presented me. I was to haunt the one that I loved the most of all the still-living folk I knew. I knew by then that this was hell, and I wantd to steer clear of it any way posible.
Now 20 years have passed, and here I sit, wondering what would have happened if I had never died.
