Life beyond the grave has always been a mystery, something everyone interprets differently, though they do not figure out the truth until it's too late. Until you're floating in limbo with the hope of being free long gone. Until you've gotten past being dead, gotten past mourning never being able to see your daughter take her first steps, or mourning that your husband shall either wallow in self pity after your death or completely forget about you and find someone new. Until you are empty.
But that didn't happen to me. I was different.
But that didn't happen to me. I was different.
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reaper, teamdamon99, supernatural, death
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