I was walking home from work when the hail storm occurred, I should’ve left an hour earlier but I ended up taking some personality test that took longer than expected .
“Just my luck ..” I thought to myself “Why did i decided to walk.” Oh yeah because it was sunny and bright this morning .
“Ouch !” I exclaimed as I felt hails hitting down onto my shoulder blade - I started running down Bryant street when I realized that the stop light is red . I stopped for a few seconds and covered my head with my arms , I felt the phone in my pocket vibrating.
“ Hello?”
“ Mommy where are you ?” I heard my son voice on the other line “ I’m hungry .”
“ I’m almost home sweetie , my boss needed me to work an extra hour !” I said and without thinking I impulsively ran across the streets - I saw a bus driving towards me and the next thing I knew everything went completely black .
Oh it’s because my eyes are close , silly me . I opened my eyes and saw that it had stopped raining , the sky was miraculously bright and as I looked down I saw that I was walking on clouds .
“Am I in heaven?” I asked myself .
“ Not yet , we are at heaven’s gate , Saint Peter will decide whether you get to go in or not, I’m Roger by the way .”
I looked up and saw an old man around 70 years old , smiling at me , he was wearing a white night gown -in front of him stood many more people wearing the same white gown .
“ We all wear the same night gowns here in the afterlife .” Roger told me “ I hope they have films here in the afterlife. When’s the last time you saw a movie at the cinema?”
Before I could answer him we were interrupted by a loud thunder
“God damnit ! “ We heard a voice shouting .
“ Let me guess , he is going to hell.”
“ He’s not going to heaven .” The old man chuckled.
“How long have we been here ?”
“There’s no time in the afterlife .”
“Oh yeah then why are we waiting.”
We both laughed
“ What’s your cause of death ?” I asked him
“I had thyroid cancer , couldn’t talk for 6 years , suddenly here I am walking and feeling great what about you ?”
“ Hail - giant pieces of hail falling from the sky .” I replied.
“ I’m next .” he said winking at me
I watched him for a while and heard a man’s voice saying “ Siskel is here as well , he’s been anticipating to see you .”
“ Next !” I heard a soft mellow voice calling out to me
I walked up to the gate and saw Saint Peter standing there
“ What’s your name ?”
“Serena Garcia.”
“ Ah yes , Serena Garcia, 39 years old , cause of death Jay Walking, lied to her son that she’s working late but was on her phone taking a personality quiz ....hmmm you lied and break the rule right before you passed away , why should I let you into heaven ?”
“ Saint Peter , don’t be so quick to judge , didn’t you lie to the holy ghost 3 times before as well ?”
“Ah ... that’s right , that was so long ago ...but you’re right ..ok ok you convinced me, come on in.”
“ I have never lied in my prayers to God .”
“You’re an atheist, don’t push it .” he said with a wink as he opened the gate .
place /event ( Heaven )
time April 4,2013
the other part is self explanatory
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