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The afterlife isn't quite what you imagined it would be...

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Heavens Human

Heaven. I’ve been told all my life that I must be a good girl so I can join my mother up in the sky. So I was. I got good grades, graduated college, did my service, raised a kid, and died.

I sit in a white room with a black door across from me. A painting of a circle hovers over me almost glowing. Everything smells fresh. Like walking down a flower shop. But something doesn’t feel right. There’s ...

Afterlife

When Linda first died, her atheist beliefs shattered, but she didn’t land in hell and heaven. She appeared on a game show called, “Don’t Die In Lava!”


At this point, full well knowing that she died, she wanted nothing to do with the lava that flowed below the obstacle course. She’d fallen several times and had her new body burnt and then replaced.


This American Ninja Warrior nightmare threw con...

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Vacation In The Afterlife

Embarrassed by the administrative leave he was forced to take, the Grim Reaper found difficulty adjusting to the free time that now filled his days. He couldn’t recall the last time he took a vacation and, with nothing to do, felt disconnected. He missed the days spent observing others, waiting for that precise moment to intercede so he could introduce himself and bid farewell with the same haugh...

Harpoon hijinks

Someday, Amanda vowed, I’ll be in control of my life. Then she conjured an orb to launch at a nearby goblin, a harpoon from Mike’s gun succeeded in piercing its hide. Lucky escape 
 for the goblin.


Brushing off her cloak, Amanda rose to her full height to survey their situation. The goblins had

managed to scale the tower, pulling whatever materials they could find to build a makeshift

appara...

Reawakening

“Finally,” he thought. “I’ll be able to see them again. I only wish I didn’t have to leave my sister behind.” He had lived a long and fulfilling life and was ready to see his family again after so long. He wasn’t scared. He closed his eyes for the final time.


His eyes slowly opened to see bright light. He looked around to see his family, but it wasn’t the family he had expected.

“Look he’s...

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Entering The Grip Of Darkness

As night advances upon the horizon, darkness reaches into the sun’s last rays like death’s long, bony fingers about to snuff the life out of what’s left of the long summer’s day. All of earth’s colorful beauty will soon be hidden in the grays of the night. The darkening shadows stir me to rise with a purpose not yet known to me. I have to go, and in that direction. Gliding effortlessly along t...

The Fog

There’s fog all around me, smoky, wispy tendrils that form together to obscure my vision. I don’t know where I am, and the further I wade into the cloudy unknown, the less sure I am of whether I’m supposed to be here at all.


The last thing I remember was the steering wheel slipping from beneath my alcohol-lubricated hands and the blaring lights of another car. I must’ve crashed. But, that would ...

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Two Towns

I woke with the strangest sensation that I was, I don’t know
 young? Nothing hurt or ached, no congested sinuses or dry eyes, no muscle fatigue. It had been forever since I just woke up and jumped out of bed without having to stretch or let my eyes adjust or any of the other myriad checklist items that come with being in my forties.


Part of it was age; Most of it was my fault. Motocross is a you...

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Little Boxes All The Same

“Shit.” I said. I rubbed my head before I realized it didn’t actually hurt, which I might have expected it to do after that fall. I looked down to check my legs and it didn’t take me very long to realize that I was NOT on a ski slope in Aspen, not by a long shot. I still wore my bright red ski pants, though there didn’t seem to be much need for them. Not that it was hot, really, but it wasn’t cold...

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Afterlife

The afterlife is a dark place, very calm and easy to reflect in....

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