After Life

I’m not really sure how long I’ve been here. I know its been long enough to see my brother’s kids to have children of their own. My parents were happy to see me when they got here. They said I look just as they remembered.
I came here when I was twelve. Eight years after I was expected to die. It’s almost time to go back. That’s one of the perks of being a sick kid. You have the choice of going back, or staying here in the after life. The healthy ones don’t get a choice. They have to stay. I didn’t want to come here when I did. I guess that’s why I lived longer than I should have. I wonder where I’ll go? Just living is heaven.

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