They say that when you die, you feel nothing. Like every thing just feels so...calm. I mean you'd be right about that. But its not exactly "calm". There's a white noise. Ya know, the sound of static? I mean this isn't what death's supposed to feel like, right? I thought that when you die, it's like an eternal sleep. No, its only like that when you die peacefully and when you're ready.
I faced the Grim Reaper too early. I wasn't ready to get killed execution style. I mean, hell, Angie shouldn't have watched me die. That's a little inhumane. Now that I see how life is when you're dead I can prove that you're never peaceful. You're never at rest and Jesus Christ dude it feels like a purgatory.
I keep feeling the bullet enter my temple over and over again. I keep seeing Angie's terrified face and I can't get away. Everything went black when I died. But then, I just...I don't know, kinda became a spirit? I watched Angie die. I couldn't do shit about it.
Why am I telling you this months later? Well its because I finally have the chance to tell the truth. There's no heaven, there's no hell. You're just reminded of how you died over and over again. You feel the pain every minute.
This may not be an actual hell with Satan, but this is as close to hell as you'll get.
Angie, I love you. And I'm sorry you had to see my brains come out of my ear.
That's all I have to say.
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Fanfiction(This is a spinoff for the book "Expiration Date" by Mikaela Bender.) The Society...They are the ones who ruined my life. They are the ones who have taken everything I've loved away from me. I despise them. However, I also respect them. They've kept...
