The beckoning of the afterlife

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I could feel the separation of my soul from my body . I could feel the afterlife beckoning to me, as I rose out and above the life I once knew , into the after life. It was beckoning me to death and I was gladly following

I was dying but it wasn't as bad as I thought it'd be

Oddly enough I felt a strange sense of calm. I couldn't wait to enjoy the afterlife. I was ready to move on. This life thing was some tiresome business. I'm ready to chill in paradise for the rest of eternity.

"Ah ah ah .Not so fast now"
Huh??? Who's that ???
"It's me, your guardian angel. Nice to finally meet you in person"
" How on earth did he even hear my thoughts?? "
"Considering the fact that you are dead , just think of mind reading as another form of communication"
Great not even my thoughts are safe.
Nope, they're not. So keep it pg sis. Unless you like the idea of burning in the depths of hell forever.
Well damn
Hey!!! Pg!!
Whatever. Are you here to lead me too heaven?? I said with hope dripping off of every single word. Even though I tried to conceal my excitement.
He cringed slightly, an apologetic look in his eyes .Sorry ,nope!!! I got a mission for you newbie. You got to do some serious work before you get to chill in paradise forever.
Haven't I worked hard enough in that miserable existence I just escaped from???
Nope, that was like 1/3 of it
Well how lovely
Sarcasm noted.
Ugh whatever

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