My life sucks. My parents just died, and my girlfriend broke up with me. All within twenty-four hours. Oh, and I am dead. I know right, pretty shitty day considering I was taking everything in stride. My parents died this morning in a car accident, apparently being drunk at six in the morning is allowed to be a thing. Both of them were instantly killed when a trucker hit them with his big rig. Ran them straight into a wall. I didn’t get the news until later, after my now ex-girlfriend broke up with me saying I never did anything fun. She may have a point, but it was because she always took what money I had and used it to buy shit we never needed.

She and I had been dating since high school in a small town in the Midwest. Almost thirteen years now. We had a good life. At least I thought so. Until I caught her in bed with someone else at damn near eleven at night. I had just come home from my night job at Wal-Mart unloading trucks. I was wondering why my ex-best friend called in to work today, and I now know why.

Back to the main point. I am dead. How did I get this way you might ask? Well, I’ll let you know that jumping out of the tower at one of the high schools I worked at during my day job did not kill me. It was most defiantly the landing. I would say I scored a ten out of ten on the dive. Maybe a two on the landing. I had just gotten the voice mail about my parents after a three-hour long argument with my ex. I wasn’t allowed to have my phone during work, and I had forgotten to check it when I left.

Basically, I used my keycard and my keys to get me to the top of the tower at a quarter past three in the morning. I had forgotten to turn off the alarm, and I had an audience for the performance of my lifetime. The school police and the actual police had shown up to investigate when they heard the splat. I will say considering my sense of humor, landing in front of the consoling center for the high school will leave a mark on them forever. Just like the dead baby joke I wrote on the wall before jumping.

Now that I am dead, I feel like I am floating in space or maybe a lake. Not really sure. It is mostly just a very vast, very dark expanse with one light in the distance. I wonder what it is? I feel like I am losing track of time. I could’ve sworn I just died a second ago, and yet it feels like it has been an age or two. I have been trying to move towards the light for a bit now, and I don’t really feel like I am getting any closer. I try to yell out towards it, and nothing responds. It takes me a minute to realize nothing is escaping my lips. No sounds at all. At least I can hear my thoughts. If I couldn’t, I’d really lose my head.

After a while I finally figure out how to move in this ever-darkening hell. With my mind. I simply thought of being near the light in the distance and I was there. As I move closer to inspect it, I feel myself being pulled into the light. Next thing I know. I am looking up at two men and a woman. I try to ask them what the hell happened but all I hear is a small cooing sound. Like a baby... Shit, was I reincarnated?