Hi, I'm Rosie Evans and I was 17 years old when I died in a car accident. When I was still alive, I was a non-believer of the afterlife, neither heaven nor hell. I didn't even think about it that much. I was living my life the fun but wrong way which most people do. I was a Christian but being religious wasn't my way of living.
I feared death and didn't know that it could happen to me at a very young age. I feared having to hold my last breath and reach the end of my existence. After our last breath, we're done. That's what I believed... but I was wrong. Dead wrong.
I woke up in a place where weird looking people live. They look so horrendous and so dead. I'm not so sure if this is heaven or hell for I don't see no God or Devil, a golden palace or a lake of fire. I see people... Candles... Mirrors... What are we doing here and where are we?
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The Purgatory
HorrorHi, I'm Rosie Evans and I was 17 years old when I died in a car accident. When I was still alive, I was a non-believer of the afterlife, neither heaven nor hell. I didn't even think about it that much. I was living my life the fun but wrong way whic...
